"Tony! Tony! Wake up! Wake up! It's just a dream!"
"Aaahhh!!!"
A young man woke up screaming and a middle aged woman hugged him while wiping off the sweat from his forehead. He had ordinary features and wasn't beautiful or sexy, just an ordinary mother. Tony on the other hand was a twenty one year old young man, slightly fat and also had ordinary looks, neither ugly nor handsome but there was one unique feature about him, his eyes.
His eyes were deep, dark and beautiful, looking into them was like looking at the sky without the stars or the moon. It was like there was something interesting hiding within the darkness of his eyes and one simply had to discover it.
"Tony, I think it's time to see the Fortune Teller or the Oracle, we can't go on like this. You need professional help."
"No, I don't go to those con artists who only spout lies in exchange for money. Mother, don't waste money on useless and unnecessary things." said Tony.
