/lit/ - Literature

R8 my short story.

This one day i was trying to come up with a short story because of how miserable i felt as a cause of the fact that i could not come up with a concept that consisted of something that could be valued as a concept for a novel.
Then, when i was completely engaged mentally in coming up with something worth a fuck; someone knocked at the door.
The knock startled me because pretty much no one ever knocks at my door.
I slowly approached the door and then looked out the lobby window.
It was an old friend of mine, someone i had not seen for a great deal of a while.
I felt weird, but i still felt inclined to open the door to see what his inquiry was what about.
'Whats up', i said attempting to display a demeanor that of a slight normality.
'Whats up, this old friend of mine responded. It was raining.
'It's been a long time man...' I said.
'Yeah... Sure has.'
'So. How.. Did you find out where i live?...' I responded.
I was renting black at a family, not reporting my taxes annually.
'Well, i just called your mother. You know, you can find about just about everything about a person nowadays.'
I looked at him wearily.
'Yeah... That's right, i guess, technology and all, hehe..'
'Well anyways'--he continued. 'I remember when we were young, and we were at that football field, you know..'
'I remember that we were arguing this one time during a football match. You tackled me, and i stood up and i said to you that i would kick your ass.'
I looked at him dumbfounded [I]what the fuck is this guy on about..[/I].
'Well, Daniel, we never saw who would win.'
'Shawn, we were kids, so what? Whats your point? It was like 10 years ago?
'So? I Want to determine this once and for all. want to become a professional fighter and i need to know if i can beat the first person i ever challenged, which is you.'
'You're not serious. Are you?.'
'Oh yeah, i'm serious alright.'
He took a step closer.
'Dude, back the fuck off.' i said.
'I need to beat the first person i challenged.' He said.
He walked toward me, he was quite large, about 185.cm and muscular, he had been working out.
'I'll call the cops Shawn, you'll go to jail.' I threatened.
'Calm down baby, i just want to dominate you.'
'What?'
He grabbed my shoulders and then he peered into my eyes with an indistinguishable facial expression. i felt fear, i was weak, had not trained at the gym for months.
He pushed me inside and down into my bed, it didn't seem very violent, his face didn't seem very violent.
He started breathing heavily and i kicked him with my knee in his crotch and he whined in pain.
He then started laughing while staring at me intensely and i became rather freaked out, just staring at him while he was laughing hysterically.

>>5972676

Just disregard this post altogether men, i'm just drunk and i'm babbling nonsense - go read the greeks if you're interested in them, fucking wine makes me dull and argumentative as fuck.

Pic definitely related

>>5453151

>comparing based Dewey to a fedora like Russel