"Mr Smith, I believe I know what's wrong with you," Mr Peredhil began. He was the psychiatrist to whom Smith had been sent to after he had been sitting on the street, crying non-stop about his sunglasses for a week.
"You do?" Smith asked hopefully, wiping away his tears.
"Yes. I think you are experiencing a mid-life crisis."
Smith thought this was odd, as he was more or less immortal and therefore did not have a mid-life, but he said nothing.
"What you have to do is change everything in your life."
"Everything?"
Mr Peredhil nodded.
Smith sighed, paid the "nice" psychiatrist and walked out the door.
Smith sat in the corridor, nervously fidgeting. He was awaiting his job interview; the final part in his plan to completely change himself. He ran a hand through his short, newly blonde hair. Suddenly the door opened and Smith was ushered inside.
The room was a small, typical office-type space. Bookshelves lined the walls, which in turn were adorned with various banners and certificates. In the middle of the room was a desk. He sat down in a comfortable chair in front of the desk. Across from him, on the other side of the desk, sat a lady. She was facing the window and seemed to be talking into an earpiece. Smith was suspicious, but then he realised that her code wasn't reading like an agent's. Smith breathed a silent sigh of relief. Well, he would have if he could feel relief. Or sigh. So instead he started humming a randomn Nirvana song. As he did, Smith began to study the woman. She was quite simply stunning. Her long brown hair fell lightly across her shoulders, and glittered in the sunlight. His eyes travelled up her back, and stared at her head. Not that that back of it was very interesting. Although, Smith decided, she does have a nicely shaped head. In an attempt to see her face, Smith began shifting his chair over. Suddenly, he caught sight of her ears. His (somehow colour-altered) green eyes widened. Oh shit. The woman chose that moment to turn around. Smith screamed. Then promptly fainted.
The woman began bashing her head on the table.
"Gosh darn it! I hate it when that happens!" Then, with a sigh, she picked up Smith and carried him through the wall and into another realm…………