Sorry I'm Late
(a short story inserted here for no good reason)
For no good reason, the entire building which 5 teenagers had somehow managed to afford collapsed. A villain cackled in the distance, then disappeared because nobody really cared. For no good reason. Cardboard boxes soared through the air. I practiced my typing speed. Slowly. For no good reason. Teachers taught algebra. For no good reason. And so Cincinatti may or may not have descended into anarchy. And that's when I got banned from the computer. It was a cold feeling. An empty feeling. The feeling that I could no longer frolic across the grassy hills of a chatroom, submit my next fanfic, or write this story was cold. And empty. And more or less a combination of the two. And then, just when I got on again, the computer collapsed. And so, I propped it up with a cucumber and began a fanfic chapter with only one sentence to link it to possibly being a fanfic.
Please don't throw that cucumber at me.
