Despair and Afterthoughts

Alex trudged over to his Chevy pickup. Worst night of my life, he thought to himself. He could hear Joe and Jane laughing as they walked behind him. No one noticed his melancholy mood. Joe drove Jane home in his 'Vette leaving Alex alone for the first time that night.

By the time he had gotten home, Alex was still sulking. His two best friends had created a bond, and he got nothing but one dance with his "girl". And he was ditched in the middle of it. He wasn't surprised. She was young, hot, and flirty, and he was just an average guy. He fell asleep wondering if he would ever find someone who liked him back.

The End

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