a dynamic short fiction
created for you just now:
Oh my god, I can't believe this guy won't leave me alone. He started out like across the aisle from me and he should stay there. What the hell? It's like, just go away!
So I pick up Nurse Lady one day and everything is normal, right. Chuckie's in the co-pilot seat and there's some kids on the back going to school, but mostly the bus is kind of empty and pretty quiet. Nurse Lady gets on at the corner of Kenmore and Colvin, and I guess in hindsight I might have seen something coming because the box wouldn't take her bill. I just waived her on and said she could catch up with me next time. She was one of my favorites.
I'm reading my paper and trying to think about what I'm going to have for dinner. I used to be able to eat those Lean Cuisine dinners like every night, but lately they've been shit. I don't know if it's me or the dinners, but one of us has been shit lately.
I can't really think about dinner because some man in a Sabres jersey is bothering this little girl sitting near me. She's pretending not to hear him, but she gotta hear him. He's almost yelling. What a fuckhead. I'm sorry, but that's a shitty way to behave.