reno
01-11-2018, 10:21 PM
Fucking m0nde.. trapped in the 90s when his town was not so big and booming economically
had a nice job, a loving wife, a great boston terier
then the 2000's came and the economy tanked
Telecom out-sourced to New Delhi, taking jobs with it
wife divorced him and Bosley died of fat poisoning. Alison took a great portion of the savings
right now sid is living out of a moldy and disheveled motel room near the side of ratty bit of highway slide show viewing a USB drive tapes filled with Aber photos back when she was in high school while in his undershirt and boxers. curtains pulled down, door always securely locked.
his broken down 1994 Taurus just rotting in the cracked parking lot, doors keyed, windows cracked
receding hairline growing by the day
when evening comes around he switches the USB tape out AOL conversations from the "better days"
puts a digiornos pizza in the oven (past the expiration date but he gets them for cheap through a deal with local grocery store manager) sits in his torn and moldy La-Z-boy
puts his grotesque feet up on his unmade bed
reads the same convo with Aber back when she "got into a little tequila LOL" for the 90th time still laughs every bit as hard. looks to his right, smiling, and pointing at the monitor as if someone was next to him reading the same chat, enjoying it with him.
realizes theres no one there. face blanches and he instantly loses his smile. clears his throat, acts like nothing happened before reverting his gaze back to his screen.
pops a bite of pizza in his gullet and goes back to reading the chat
"lulz abercrombie...ay-bare....hahaha..." He keeps reading late into the night.
every day the screen get a bit more faded
still enjoys the conversations and pictures just as much....remind him of the good times...the lost times...
m0nde found dead from a self inflicted gunshot wound after his monitor completely bit the dust.
USB drive marked "m0nde's internet favorites" still in the computer, so worn down that nothing but static when the police arrive to discover his rotting body after 2 weeks
had a nice job, a loving wife, a great boston terier
then the 2000's came and the economy tanked
Telecom out-sourced to New Delhi, taking jobs with it
wife divorced him and Bosley died of fat poisoning. Alison took a great portion of the savings
right now sid is living out of a moldy and disheveled motel room near the side of ratty bit of highway slide show viewing a USB drive tapes filled with Aber photos back when she was in high school while in his undershirt and boxers. curtains pulled down, door always securely locked.
his broken down 1994 Taurus just rotting in the cracked parking lot, doors keyed, windows cracked
receding hairline growing by the day
when evening comes around he switches the USB tape out AOL conversations from the "better days"
puts a digiornos pizza in the oven (past the expiration date but he gets them for cheap through a deal with local grocery store manager) sits in his torn and moldy La-Z-boy
puts his grotesque feet up on his unmade bed
reads the same convo with Aber back when she "got into a little tequila LOL" for the 90th time still laughs every bit as hard. looks to his right, smiling, and pointing at the monitor as if someone was next to him reading the same chat, enjoying it with him.
realizes theres no one there. face blanches and he instantly loses his smile. clears his throat, acts like nothing happened before reverting his gaze back to his screen.
pops a bite of pizza in his gullet and goes back to reading the chat
"lulz abercrombie...ay-bare....hahaha..." He keeps reading late into the night.
every day the screen get a bit more faded
still enjoys the conversations and pictures just as much....remind him of the good times...the lost times...
m0nde found dead from a self inflicted gunshot wound after his monitor completely bit the dust.
USB drive marked "m0nde's internet favorites" still in the computer, so worn down that nothing but static when the police arrive to discover his rotting body after 2 weeks