Book 2, Chapter 6

The sixth hour of staring blankly at a wall ticks by...

Ghanaian embassy; I'm headfucked, have been for a couple of hours...

I'm on the verge of cracking as they finally call me into the office.

They reject me. Just like that...

“You must apply for a visa in your home country”.

I plead, I beg.

No dice.

Oblivious | Luke Gelmi