This boy's life.
I'm never working another day in my life ever again.
Ok, ok. Ok. I'm Aiden. I'm approachable, I'm nice, never mean or scary. I grew up in an orphanage, but I was treated really nice there. Never knew my parents, but that didn't matter, because the people around me were so great.
I'm about to turn 18, but the orphanage has released me early because I got accepted early into this job program at a company called White Umbrella. It's a subdivision, or something, of this larger corporation called Blue Sun. If I were the guy coming up with these company names, I'd request to have myself shot.
Anyway.
I was workin' there for a month or so, getting to know a lot of great people. There's this guy. Really great smile, funny as hell, and a nice body. (oh, i'm kinda gay) So I figured, if he's flirting with me, and I'm flirting with him, why not ask him out? No reason not to, you say? That's what I said to myself, too. So I asked him out.
Why didn't the universe explode right then and there? That would've been so great.
Needless to say, he didn't take it well. In fact, he took it bad enough that he had to tell the whole damn building. I came in day after day after day having to endure everyone asking condescending questions ("What does it feel like being different?"), having things THROWN at me (what are we, in a fourth grade lunch room?), and "cute" (hateful) messages written to me via inter-office cortex. And the guy I had a crush on in the first place? He walked by my cubicle every now and then and laughed at me. I'm so charmed. Except not.
...
Like I said, I wasn't fired. But I'm not working there anymore. I didn't quit, either. I just left. Gathered up all my stuff and left. I just... I couldn't handle it. The friends I had, aren't so much friends anymore. There's really nothing left for me on this planet.
So right now I'm stationed at the Ortan Docks, waiting for some passenger ship to come by and take me away. I don't care where. ... Alright, I'd oppose to living in a planet consisting of mostly molten lava, but you know what I mean.
There's gotta be someone up there who can take me away from this...
Ok, ok. Ok. I'm Aiden. I'm approachable, I'm nice, never mean or scary. I grew up in an orphanage, but I was treated really nice there. Never knew my parents, but that didn't matter, because the people around me were so great.
I'm about to turn 18, but the orphanage has released me early because I got accepted early into this job program at a company called White Umbrella. It's a subdivision, or something, of this larger corporation called Blue Sun. If I were the guy coming up with these company names, I'd request to have myself shot.
Anyway.
I was workin' there for a month or so, getting to know a lot of great people. There's this guy. Really great smile, funny as hell, and a nice body. (oh, i'm kinda gay) So I figured, if he's flirting with me, and I'm flirting with him, why not ask him out? No reason not to, you say? That's what I said to myself, too. So I asked him out.
Why didn't the universe explode right then and there? That would've been so great.
Needless to say, he didn't take it well. In fact, he took it bad enough that he had to tell the whole damn building. I came in day after day after day having to endure everyone asking condescending questions ("What does it feel like being different?"), having things THROWN at me (what are we, in a fourth grade lunch room?), and "cute" (hateful) messages written to me via inter-office cortex. And the guy I had a crush on in the first place? He walked by my cubicle every now and then and laughed at me. I'm so charmed. Except not.
...
Like I said, I wasn't fired. But I'm not working there anymore. I didn't quit, either. I just left. Gathered up all my stuff and left. I just... I couldn't handle it. The friends I had, aren't so much friends anymore. There's really nothing left for me on this planet.
So right now I'm stationed at the Ortan Docks, waiting for some passenger ship to come by and take me away. I don't care where. ... Alright, I'd oppose to living in a planet consisting of mostly molten lava, but you know what I mean.
There's gotta be someone up there who can take me away from this...