"UGH! Sir, can you get me another beer?" The Bartender gave Sandy the hardest liquor that they had in they're stock. "Here you go, ma'am. Don't worry, it'll be okay. I know, breakups are hard; but you can do this, okay?" Sandy looked up to the bartender, eyes swollen from hours of endless crying. "It's what they all say...I can't. I can't stop thinking about it!" The bartender tried to put his hand on Sandy's shoulder, but she shooed the kind gesture away from her body.
"Don't. You. Touch. Me" Sandy looked up, her eyes were filled with hurt and anger. For a moment, it seemed like her eyes gleamed red. The bartender slowly retracted his hand away from the squirrel to avoid him getting injured.
"Hello, Sandy! Nice to see you here!" Sandy looked back to where the familiar voice came from. It was none other than Larry the Lobster. "What the fuck do you want, Larry!? Can't you see that I'm trying to cheer myself up here!?" Sandy yelled quite loudly, alerting almost every critter to her attention. "Sandy, calm down. Would you like for me to take you home? I could take you to my house if you want that." Sandy immediately refused the offer. "NO! I'M STAYING HERE!" Without any hesitation, Larry grabbed Sandy by the waist and carried her out of the bar.
Sandy screamed and punched, but she couldn't get out. She was stuck in Larry's grasp. "Sandy, calm down. I'm going to take you to a safe place." Larry said calmly. Ignoring his kind words, Sandy still continued to yell and scream.
"Sandy, CALM DOWN!" Larry's calm demeanor was slowly deteriorating when Sandy still kept screaming. "NO! NO! I WILL NOT STOP! I WANT SPONGEBOB! Spongebob...*sniff* Spongebob...I want you. Pleasee! PLEASE COME BACK TO ME SPONGEBOB!" Sandy started to cry softly. Her lust for Spongebob was abnormally high. Larry, even more irritated, stopped in his tracks to lecture Sandy.
"Sandy, will you please just listen to me!? I'm trying to get you to a safe place, but you're making it impossible to! I'm trying to help here...can't you see? I don't want you to get hurt!" Sandy looked down on the sandy terrain, thinking about what Larry had said. "I need to get to a safe place."
"...Yes." Sandy replied back to Larry. Larry and Sandy, who was now somewhat sobered up, continued to walk up to Larry's house which was right down the street. As soon as they got there, Larry put Sandy down, held her hand, and lead her into the house. Without saying a word, Larry lead Sandy towards his room for her to rest, but she thought otherwise. "Larry, what are you going to do to me!?" Larry was taken aback, he didn't know that this would be her response towards his kind gestures. "Sandy, I'm taking you here to rest. I'm going to leave the room so I can sleep on the couch, okay? You hear me?" Sandy nodded in response and waited for Larry to leave the room so she can let out all her sorrows.
"...Spongebob...please come back to me. I love you so much, Spongebob! How could you do this to ME! I WANT YOU, SPONGEBOB! I WANT YOU SO MUCH! Please...come...ba-" Before Sandy could finish her sentence, Sandy threw up all over the bed. "Augh...Spongebob. You see what you made me do? Pleaaasee, Pleaasee come back to..." Sandy then passed out on the bed, awaiting the aftermath in the morning.