[ WP ] You 're Patrick Bateman , a modern day trust fund hipster . At a party celebrating a tech startup 's IPO , you overhear Paul Owen mention his latest sneaker cop and fly into a mental rage .

The party was held in the mansion of some old investor who was trying to remain hip with this new age of young millionaires. I did n't know the man or even his name, I did n't care. Now what I did care about was trying to look like I was half-way listening to the conversation I was dragged into with my `` colleagues.'' Now I'm not entirely sure, but I think we had been talking about the latest start ups and who to watch for, but now we had moved on to which one of the many girls we would be taking home at night. I had no interest in this, but as I readying to zone and prepare for my night ahead after the party, we were joined by another guest. Paul Owen, a young man around my age and height, he had made waves by being on the team that launched a new fad dating app that took off. I greeted him, even made a nice smile to make him welcomed, and then the conversation was drawn to our clothing. 
 
 I'm not a proud man, but I do take pride in my appearance and how I present myself. An up and coming man like myself had to dress the part. `` Now tell me Owen, where did you get those?'' asked Wilkman. `` Oh these?'' Owen stuck out his foot and I noticed them. The shoe he so proudly showed was one I had never seen before. They were an eggshell white, with an ebony Nike logo. Upon closer look there was so much fine detail to every stitch. They were so crisp, so sharp, it was like he had never taken them out of the box. 
 
 And now I notice I'm sweating. But it ca n't be, I've watched closely for every hot new pair of kicks when they released. How could he of possibly have gotten them? `` Something the matter Bateman?'' Paul said with a chuckle. I've become aware of myself, I've been staring and the confusion and frustration has left a noticeable glare of sweat on my brow. I have to recover so I respond, `` Where did you get them?'' The group laughed together. Did I miss something? `` Well seeing as you did n't hear me the first time. I said I got them from a friend of mine who owed me a favor. These bad boys are n't set to come out for another month,'' Owen said with a cheeky little smile. I hated that smile, he shear cockiness almost sent me into a frenzy alone. Now, I was almost close to complete rampage. I ca n't here, ca n't ruin my image, it'll just make tonight a lot more enjoyable. `` Are you ok Bateman?'' asked McDermontt. I was n't sure how to respond. 
 
 `` I uhh, need to return some amazon packages''
