[ WP ] You 've been unemployed the last three months , and live alone in an apartment . As you 're spacing out between sending out applications , you catch a flash in the corner of your eye . Upon further investigation you find a hidden camera , but who would want to spy on you and why ?

Curtains half drawn, holes in socks, body odor, and a couch converted from simple amenity to a way of life. David day consisted of getting up, collecting job application, 7-11, smoking weed and sleeping. Life is simple and David loved simple. Just like any other day David slept tell noon and awoke to the sun breaking between the curtain and the side of his face. David sat up from the couch and pushed aside the debris around legs. His feet found the floor and welcomed it with his daily sole rubbing on the carpet. He placed his hands on his hips and let out a yawn as he arched back into the couch. The apartment smelt of sweat and a rotting wood smell came from the kitchen but David was used to the smell. The living room where David resided became loathsome whereas before friends and family gathered. 7-11 cups and paper plates carefully arranged on the coffee table so as to not disturb the maze and the impending doom of spilt day old soda. 
 
 As David put on his cleverly titled 09 champion boob inspector guild shirt, he noticed in corner of his eye a sparkle radiating from corner of the room. David moved from the couch lowered his head and hunkered down to his knees thinking that perhaps he had found his 50 cent piece that he had lost a few months back when Lindsay had made out with him on her birthday but never called him again or answered his texts. Slowly he crawled to the corner where a TV and night stand stood. The area once was the hub of entertainment, now houses bags of bags of garbage and pizza boxes. 
 
 The shine object became brighter and filled his curiosity more and more as David got closer. David stopped and stared at the object. He maneuvered his hand through the trash bags as to not disturb the half opened ones. David grabbed the object between his fingers and slid it into his palm gripping it with max force. 
 
 “ I got you, you little f @ *cker. ” 
 
 With fierce pull a cable followed emerged from the wall. 
 
 “ What the f @ *K is this? ” 
 
 David got to his feet careful not to disturb the trash in the corner. After a few seconds of staring at the object and fumbling with it, David took to action and start pulling more and more. 
 
 “ What the hell… This sh*t goes on forever… I know what this is, NSA spying shit. I f @ *cking new it. I got to call Dave. ” 
 
 David found his phone resting between the couch cushions and quickly called Dave. 
 
 “ Dave! ” 
 
 “ What! I ’ m busy, call back later. We ’ ll smoke out later. ” 
 
 “ Get over here man. NSA sh*t man come quick. I ’ m losing my cool man. ” 
 
 “ Ten minutes man. Cool your sh*t man. ” 
 
 David engaged with the cable and pulled harder. The cable came to an end but stopped in the wall. 
 
 David let out a grunt, grabbed the cable by both hand and leaned back pulling with his back and legs. 
 
 “ F @ *cking going to look at me through cameras, I ’ ll give you f @ *cking to look at. ” 
 
 The cable froze for a minute but quickly gave way to the pressure. Sheet rock flew from the walls as the cable traced through the walls leaving a perfect line where cable one stood. David scratched his head and was quickly distracted by a knock on the door. 
 
 “ Who is it?! ” 
 
 “ Open up man. It ’ s me Dave. ” 
 
 “ About time. ” 
 
 David opened the door to let Dave in. Dave entered the house and looked around. 
 
 “ David man, this place is really going to sh*T. ” 
 
 “ Not now, I have a dilemma here. ” 
 
 “ What the fuck did you do to your wall? Jesus man. ” 
 
 David removed the cable from his hand and placed it in Dave ’ s. 
 
 “ This is f @ *cking coax for cable TV man. What are you fucking high? ” 

