BOMI BERZINA / PRESENT, TECHNICALLY.
NOTIMPRESSED.
The hair is loud.
The man would like some quiet.

FROM
SOMEWHERE.
OVER IT.
Somewhere in the little-known Slavic nation of Velgrovia, someone asked Bomi how he was feeling.
He still hasn’t forgiven them.
He hates small talk. Big talk. Plans. Other people’s plans. His own plans once they become plans. Most days, he runs on pure apathy and a tracksuit he considers formalwear.
Then the bass drops. Different man.
FOUR THINGS.
THAT’S IT.
Everything is terrible.
Except, apparently, these.

STATUS: COULD NOT CARE LESS
NO. NEXT QUESTION.
An entire planet of possibilities. He would like to go home.
THINK YOU
CAN GET
A REACTION?
Five attempts. Stop the marker in the zone.
A perfect score might raise an eyebrow.
It will not raise both.
CHANGE HIS MOODIMPRESS HIM.
FIVE ROUNDS.500 POINTS.
HE HAS SET HIS EXPECTATIONS LOW.
“I came. I saw. I would like to leave.”
FINE.
YOU’RE IN.
No introductions. No icebreakers.
No one asking for a fun fact about you.
Put your name on the pass.
Pick your one acceptable activity.
Download it. Carry on.
FINE. YOU’RE IN.

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