Daniel Sledman walked quickly down the street. He always walked swiftly, even when he wasn't in a hurry to get anywhere. Although, these days, that never happened - the not being in a hurry bit. His life was comprised almost completely of missions. Whether it was going to the DMV to get his license renewed, picking up something at the store, heading home after work, he was always in a rush to get to the next thing. Not like when he was younger and more care-free with his time. That was all going to change for him, just as soon as he finished this mission he was on. He was getting ready to check out of the rat race, once and for all, if they let him.
As he strode past the florist on 6th Street and Howard Ave, he looked up at the office buildings above. The sun glinted off the windows on the 8th floor and nearly blinded him from being able to see the steel structure. Atop that building was the logo of his company, 'Reli Corp'. Every afternoon, Daniel delivered the cooler to 10th Street by 2PM. It was 1:30 now and he was early as usual. As he walked, the cooler rubbed against his pant leg, the biohazard sticker worn from the constant friction.
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