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"Alfred!" Scene shouts happily as she walks into work on Monday. Alfred walks over from the back.

"Hey Norma, I was just about to open up." He sees her smile. "You look happy."

"I am! I went to church for the first time with my boyfriend yesterday, and-"

"Wait, hold up honey bunch." Alfred says, stopping her words. "Boyfriend?" Scene pauses; it just kind of came out in her excitement. But the fact that she doesn't doubt herself using that word propels her excitement further.

"Yes! Anyway, we went to church and the pastor, Pastor Colin, said that Alfred Sperling goes there! That's you!" She says, jumping up and down.

"That's great, but why did he mention me?" Alfred asks.

"Because my boyfriend is Melvin Munson!" She squeals. Alfred's mouth opens in a wide grin.

"Melvin Munson!?" Alfred starts jumping with her in giddiness. "He was my best friend in junior high!"

"I know!"

"Hey, can you guys keep it down?" Another coworker, Trisha, says, poking her head around the door. "I'm filing things."

"Sorry Trisha!" Scene says. Trisha smiles and rolls her eyes before going back to work. Alfred takes Scene's hands and swings them around.

"So how has he been?" He asks.

"He's good, but he was in a car accident a few weeks ago." Scene says. Alfred gasps.

"No, is he alright?" He says.

"Yeah, but he's gotta use crutches." Scene replies, looking at the ground.

"Well, tell him I said to feel better- actually, I'll tell him myself on Sunday." Alfred chuckles happily at the thought of seeing his old friend again.

"Actually, he's getting his cast off sometime this week, he's just waiting on details." She answers. They hear a knock on the glass door. Scene turns to see a confused man pointing to the hours.

"Oops."

Scene skips inside her apartment, happy as a clam at high tide. She finds Intern 2 lying down on the couch, injured leg propped on a pillow, staring at the ceiling.

"Hey, how was your day?" Scene asks.

"Fine." His response is less than friendly but Scene shrugs it off anyway.

"Can I get you anything?" She asks.

"No, just peace and quiet." He bites. Scene walks over.

"Why the frowny face?" She asks playfully.

"I'm just not in the mood to talk, alright, Norma?" He says shortly. Scene's smile disappears.

"Alright, well," She sighs. "Today was pay day, so I guess I'll go grocery shopping."

"Okay." He says, no softer than before. Scene sighs again, and leaves, wondering why he's acting so differently.

Outside, she sits in her car, and stares out the window. Before driving away, she comes to a conclusion. The same conclusion that she now decides is the reason everything good leaves.

Everyone gets tired of me.

Scene walks up to the check out line with a basket full of items, looking at the ground.

"Alright, thank you for shopping at Mainstream Market. Come again." The cashier says to the customer ahead of, then greets Scene. "Hello, ma'am."

"Hi." Scene says quietly. When the checkout is done, the lady taps her shoulder.

"Are you sure you're alright?" She asks warmly but with concern. Scene lets out a heavy sigh before leaving her hanging.

"I don't know."

"Hey Scene." Intern 2 says in an exhausted tone as she walks in. As she sets groceries down on the counter, he continues. "I'm sorry, I don't know why I've been so short and awful lately. But anyway, the doctor called me while you were out, to confirm that I'm getting my cast off Saturday."

"Okay, I'll drive you, then drop you off at your place." Scene says, ignoring his apology. Unsure of why, just hesitant to let it pass without him understanding that he hurt her.

"Scene," He starts. Scene huffs, grabs her keys, and walks back to the door.

"I'm going for a walk. I'll see you tonight."