Damn. Not again.
For as long as he could remember, things would inexplicably break down around Davin Saunders. A radio would suddenly lose signal, a television would suddenly flicker with static, and sometimes, even a wall clock would stop ticking.
Not that he was a destructive person by nature. In fact, if you asked around, most of them will tell you that Davin Saunders is the go-to guy when it comes to their technical problems. If something needs to be repaired, they would go straight to him immediately, and Davin would take care of the rest. They break something? Davin Saunders can fix anything.
All except the broken things that belonged to him. No matter how hard he try, Davin can’t seem to make them work again. Even more frustrating, is how they kept increasing in number. It was almost like he was a walking magnet attracting destruction. It deeply saddened him when he realized that he could easily fix the problems of other people, but when it came to his own, he was hopelessly at a loss.