A lone African-American man sat at a desk covered with nerdfighter memorabilia and other nerdy stuff as he saw a man in a suit and tie kissing a girl with streaked hair and copious amounts of eyeliner. This man was Curtis Armstrong, better known as Nerdcore from MyMusic, the man kissing the girl was his best friend Melvin Munson, better known as Intern 2 from MyMusic or Flowchart, vice president of the local Acid Factory, and the girl was Norma Haish, better known as Scene from MyMusic. He looked over and saw his co-workers, Techno and Dubstep, kissing too. He felt lonely, sitting amongst these kissing couples.
He thought Why don't I have a girlfriend? he thought harder, Of course, no girl would go for a nerd like me, especially one who likes Daughtry. He then looked over at the desk nearest to his and remembered the girl who used to sit there: Jamie Woods, or Idol. He remembered how she would go on and on about her days as a nerd herself, and how she was the quickest to accept him for who he was after he revealed himself to be a nerd and not a gangster stereotype. He also remembered how the editors of the documentary that covered their lives made it look like they'd had a moment at the beginning of the season that would wrap up with the coverage of this day. Maybe they did. He wanted to talk to her about this, but she'd left less than a year ago to go on a reality show, which ironically had fewer views than the video for Daughtry's Long Live Rock and Roll. He did some more thinking and decided that he would go after her, even if it took the entire eight months between now and the next time the documentary would be filmed.
"Hey, Flowchart!" he said.
"What is it, Nerdcore?" said Flowchart.
"Sorry to interrupt, but I just wanted to tell you that I'll be leaving for a little while."
"Why, Nerdcore?" said Scene.
"Unfinished business." said Nerdcore.
"That doesn't sound good." said Flowchart.
"Relax, it's fine."
"Whatever you say, Nerdcore." With that, Nerdcore left to say goodbye to the rest of the staff.
"You're leaving, Nerdcore?" said co-worker Emmett Klaga, better known as Metal.
"Just for a little while." said Nerdcore.
"Say what? What?! Say what? What? What?! Say what?!"
"Honestly, Metal. I won't be gone for long."
"Well, whenever you need help," said co-worker Carrie Yearwood, aka Country, "just ask Jesus, Buddha, Xenu, Yo-"
"I get it, Country." said Nerdcore.
"I just don't get why you're leaving, Nerdcore." said his boss, Indie.
"Trust me, Indie, I have good reason."