*male writer voice* i don’t remember her name. it’s not important. i met her at a record store and she went home with me because i offered to buy her cigarettes. she had amazing perky breasts. we drank cheap whiskey and had sex three times that night and then she told me she wanted to be a dragonfly because they were free. i slept with her many times after that. but one day she stopped returning my calls and i don’t know why. that was seven years ago. on monday she got hit by a bus and died. i saw it in the newspaper so i went to her funeral and it made me sad. i don’t know why. i hate my mother even though she pays my rent while i write poetry about masturbating in the shower
*A group of teenagers walking up to Steve after school*
Random guy: Hey Steve you wanna come hang out with us? We got beers.
Steve *about to get into his minivan*: Well gee fellas I️ would but I️ gotta go pick up my boys from AV club, and then I promised Max that I️ would take her to the skate park. She’s been working on this new trick oh I’m so proud of her. Then I’ve gotta take little Jane and get her a new pair of shoes before the mall closes. Oh then I’ve gotta make dinner and let me tell you getting those little rascals to eat there vegetables is a battle itself especially my Dustin he’s always wanting to get straight to the chocolate pudding. Oh but I️ wouldn’t trade em for anything they’re just getting so big. Ya wanna see a picture *takes out is wallet and 20 pictures of the kids roll out* ope that’s us at the skating rink last month look at Lucas he’s gettin so tall, and there’s Will on his birthday-