So in high school, I had to drop out my senior year. Rumors get around and I was at one of my best buddies’ birthday party. I’m talking to my ex gf and she’s really down. More than I can reasonably understand. I start prying. She eventually tells me that she used to date someone who looked like me but not also like a skeleton and he just died and talking to me was really harshing her buzz. I gave her the old Forrest Whittaker eye™ and asked her what she thought my name was.
She spent the next ten minutes excitedly dashing around the party telling everyone and anyone that I was alive, so her shock seemed genuine. I should have asked her how she thought I died.
yeah. like there had been rumors i’d died. i don’t remember who started them. hell, it might have been me i was a little shit but i disappeared rather suddenly.
So in high school, I had to drop out my senior year. Rumors get around and I was at one of my best buddies’ birthday party. I’m talking to my ex gf and she’s really down. More than I can reasonably understand. I start prying. She eventually tells me that she used to date someone who looked like me but not also like a skeleton and he just died and talking to me was really harshing her buzz. I gave her the old Forrest Whittaker eye™ and asked her what she thought my name was.
She spent the next ten minutes excitedly dashing around the party telling everyone and anyone that I was alive, so her shock seemed genuine. I should have asked her how she thought I died.
Could the other people at the party see you too, or…?
yeah. like there had been rumors i’d died. i don’t remember who started them. hell, it might have been me i was a little shit but i disappeared rather suddenly.
Rumors were so much more fun before social media and smart phones.