Mr. Foibly exited a computer shop on Dinkle Ave. "I'll never build a computer. There's no use in trying. I'm a failure. All my problems are going to get worse. There is no answer. Everything I do is wrong." Mr. Foibly lamented while clutching his chest and ingesting an aspirin and some heartburn medication. He took the medications to quell his chest pains which came during his fits of despair.
"I see the negatives in everything, no one likes me because of it. I can't change now, there's no use in trying. Girls dislike me, they think I'm a loser. Maybe I am a loser."
Then Mr. Foibly noticed the woman he likes. Claire was walking towards him up the street. He always liked ever since childhood, ever since she stood up for him when Tommy Arless made fun of him. Maybe he could ask her out.
"She'll get tired of me after ten minutes." He thought while averting his eyes as she passed him a smile and a wave. He clutched his chest.
"Oh my god! Kevin!" Claire said as she pointed "What's that in your chest?"
"Oh hell how embarrassing, it appears a black hole has just consumed my chest cavity." answered Mr. Forbly
"We should get you to a doctor," she said.
"I'll be fine I'll go myself, you probably don't want my awkward body in your car anyway," he said.
"Oh my it's getting bigger!" she noted.
"Look I am embarrassed by this, I you could just allow me to go to the doctor myself," he said while getting into his car.
"The doctor probably won't do anything, he's failed to help so far, there's no use in going anywhere I'll just go home and think of my failures. Hell my black hole is getting bigger. There's no stopping it, I'm going to be consumed and forced to live inside a black hole for the rest of my days. Maybe it will keep growing and consume everyone. I know it will. I'll be held responsible for having everyone be forced to live in a black hole. This is terrible. This is hell," Mr. Forbly turned to look at a dozen or more unhappy people.
"Claire what are you doing here?" he asked.
"I came to ask on behalf of the townspeople that you stop growing your black hole of despair, consuming everything," she said.
"Why would I do that? All the townspeople ever do is give me sneering looks," he replied.
"Because I want to go on a date with you to the movie theater tomorrow," she said before kissing him on the cheek.
And then a smile came across his face and the black hole shrunk down to nothing. The townspeople were freed.
24 Jul 2015, 1:53 pm
