The Journey of an Ou

A dull, alcohol-laced voice crept from the doorway: "Slacking off again Don't you want your pay",The young man named Heath turned pale, helplessly leaning his broom against the wall and brushing dust off his hands before walking into the house. The lyrics he hummed also changed.,Although he remained dazed for a long time after waking up, I have to admit the kid has some real strength. Taking advantage of his status as my savior, and with free room and board plus a low salary, I hired this amnesiac kid without signing any contract. I gave him all the odd jobs in the shop.。