What I started typing while pretending to do an assignment

The next step was to do something I’d never done before, take off my clothes for a high sum of money, god damn that tempting mistress that is money, always there, hanging over my head. What should I do I asked myself? And the conclusion was simple. I should just blow up the world, or my world to be exact. There’s no such thing as a single world, and there never will be.