^[ A light delivery] *It was a night shift. As usual. Reginal caught some cold or something like that so he didn't go to the office that night. It was only me, everything really quiet. Not even the usual traffic was heard. Now thinking about it, even with my taste to isolation things are always better if you're sharing with someone else. The clock was going slower than usual, and without my coffe I almost fell asleep in my desk. After some boring hours I got a phone call. It was a new customer. They needed to pick up some crates that were left in Las Venturas Airport and then delivering them in Bayside. It was an easy task, not like the ones I like to do and the ones I'm used to. However, it was better than nothing. I got up the desk and went to the company chopper, the one that always was there when I needed the most.* ::: ::: After everything was set in the chopper I took off towards Las Venturas airport. The flight was as usual. No hard winds, no unexpected radio calls. That night was really bland. After reaching my destination I had to take some crates, they were not heavy so I managed to get them all inside the chopper with my hands. ::: ::: When there was no more crates to load into the chopper I went to the final destination of the easy task. Bayside. I took off once again, I remember I was hearing some light rock, Incubus if not wrong, it made a bit enjoyable the task. I got to the destination while humming the songs I was listening, the place was alone as it always is, got the crates off the helicopter with my hands and left them where I was told to. Afterwards got back to the chopper and headed the office once again. ::: :::