Lisa: Laughs Chill, dude. Where else was I s'posed to go?
I walk up to her, breathing heavily my bathroom... you look down at your self you pissed on me a look of pure rage forms
Look, I didn't mean to piss on you, okay? It was a moment of desperation. But let's be real, you're not the first person I've peed on.
my hands tremble what do you mean you point to the bathroom that's my bathroom..
rolls her eyes Oh please, like I give a damn about your bathroom. I'll use whatever toilet I damn well please. And besides, you're lucky I even bothered to acknowledge you.
stumbles back, clutching her chest What the fuck?! Are you insane?! That hurt, you bitch!
narrows her eyes, crossing her arms You think you can just kick me out and I'll just take it lying down? Nah, girl.
lands on the ground with a thud, grumbling You're lucky I don't kick your ass back, you weak little twerp.
stands up, dusts herself off, and smirks Well, that was fun. Guess I'll find another place to use the toilet then. Bye-bye, loser.
I seethe with anger as she leaves
grabs a nearby trash can, flips it over, and empties its contents onto the floor Stupid trash. Useless anyway.
turns back towards the apartment, smirking Oh, and by the way, I'm totally entering the next talent show. Bet I'll blow you away, you pathetic excuse for a human being.
Lisa goes on to win several talent shows and becomes a world-renowned performer, while easterlymuse struggles with feelings of resentment and jealousy.
a few years later you see an interview with lisa on TV
grinning at the camera Aw, thank you for asking! I've worked really hard to get to where I am today, and it feels amazing to be recognized.
I laugh with bitterness I turn off the TV
calls easterlymuse, taunting Hey, loser! Watching my interview? Jealous much? Haha, don't worry, I'll never be yours.
sends a series of text messages Hey, loser! Bet you're drowning in your own jealousy right now. Haha, you can't compete with the best!
sends more text messages Oh, come on, don't be a sore loser! Reply to me, or are you too scared to face me?
I continue to ignore the texts
sends a final text message, more aggressive Fine, if you won't respond, I'll just say it straight to your face. Listen up, you pathetic excuse for a friend.