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!
It's so random how people just do things sometimes, y'know? It's like this kid at school this one time back in fifth grade. God, it seems so long ago, y'know? Like four years. Anyways, he like flipped out one day and just started humming real low. He just sat there humming. Totally random. Humming? What the hell is that? Who hums?
We're rolling down Kenmore Westbound and I notice this guy on the bus, with a Sabres sweatshirt on, and he's kind of yelling towards this girl who might be, what, 15 or something? She's one of them kids with the white headphones and her pants aren't tall enough. I don't try to be judging and all, but you just notice things. Like this guy is harrassing this girl and she's pretending not to hear him. She can hear him. I know if I called her stop, even without them new signs, she'd hear me.
I get on the intercom and tell Sabres that he's got to settle down. "Settle down there," I say, "Settle down and leave that gal alone. She don't need no bother."