Morning Despair
Mornings with girls, morning conversation, mornings in general.
Would you like some coffee.
An innocent and helpful question. For him it was the last straw. The straw that broke the donkeys back. Idiomatic cliches were all he was able to think in.
I’m sick of you and mornings with you. Yes I want coffee but no I do not want anyone who is willing or able to get it for me in the morning.
She was the worst type of sober. Energetic, talkative and helpful. She remembered everything. Everyone assumed she was on some kind of artificial stimulant - the truth however was that she was just irritating. The mornings were the worst. She couldn’t help it she - she never had a hangover. He had been plotting the ending for quite sometime.
An ideal world would have been a hot girl who got you coffee in silence. A hot girl who didn’t want to get you coffee at all. A hot girl who did not think mornings were the best part of the day. Instead he had a hot girl who felt great, this was not in the plan at all.
Operation faze out. He stopped returning her calls. So when she kept calling he lost his phone. So she facebooked him, endlessly. The plan didn’t come together, so he stated sleeping with her again. And the mornings didn’t get any better.
Would you like some coffee?
He answered in the affirmative. She got him some coffee, he liked it. She didn’t even like coffee but brought a coffee maker. He loathed her all the more. It wasn’t just the coffee – it was the conversation that came with it.
So I had the most incredible dream last night
Don’t tell me, just don’t speak. His wishes always remained unfulfilled. Now our hero was of the opinion that no dream can ever be strange. It’s a dream. She thought that every dream was strange, he considered that if every dream is strange then that becomes normal (and not worth mentioning).
So I was in a boat with Philip Schofield….
Sebastian sipped his coffee, it was excellent, he hated her for it.
She was amazing in many respects but mornings were too much
At the end of that month he moved to a different continent and deleted her on facebook.
An innocent and helpful question. For him it was the last straw. The straw that broke the donkeys back. Idiomatic cliches were all he was able to think in.
I’m sick of you and mornings with you. Yes I want coffee but no I do not want anyone who is willing or able to get it for me in the morning.
She was the worst type of sober. Energetic, talkative and helpful. She remembered everything. Everyone assumed she was on some kind of artificial stimulant - the truth however was that she was just irritating. The mornings were the worst. She couldn’t help it she - she never had a hangover. He had been plotting the ending for quite sometime.
An ideal world would have been a hot girl who got you coffee in silence. A hot girl who didn’t want to get you coffee at all. A hot girl who did not think mornings were the best part of the day. Instead he had a hot girl who felt great, this was not in the plan at all.
Operation faze out. He stopped returning her calls. So when she kept calling he lost his phone. So she facebooked him, endlessly. The plan didn’t come together, so he stated sleeping with her again. And the mornings didn’t get any better.
Would you like some coffee?
He answered in the affirmative. She got him some coffee, he liked it. She didn’t even like coffee but brought a coffee maker. He loathed her all the more. It wasn’t just the coffee – it was the conversation that came with it.
So I had the most incredible dream last night
Don’t tell me, just don’t speak. His wishes always remained unfulfilled. Now our hero was of the opinion that no dream can ever be strange. It’s a dream. She thought that every dream was strange, he considered that if every dream is strange then that becomes normal (and not worth mentioning).
So I was in a boat with Philip Schofield….
Sebastian sipped his coffee, it was excellent, he hated her for it.
She was amazing in many respects but mornings were too much
At the end of that month he moved to a different continent and deleted her on facebook.
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