Just a short boring one.

The light emitted from the old tv screen flickered in the dark living room late at night. A man in his late 40´s sat behind a table reading words from a screen he probably didn´t care about himself. "After a car crash the sheriff calmed the baby who had survived." Said the the man. As I am not fond of others including babies I couldn´t care less about the story. "Serial Killer escaped from XXXX prison". Oh i think i know were that prison is. If i remember correct my friend XXXX was behind bars some years ago there. Oh well. that runaway is probably on his way over to mexico soon. "New movie by Donaldo Trumpeze has broken the box office record". Huh i might check it out. ...From the sofa, a young man watched the news as he waited for the new game shout of duty to finish installing. He stood up and tried to stare outside the window. But the high quality glass was so clean it made a perfect reflection of the room. Quickly he went to the computer screen to check the progress. 40%, ?? minutes remaining. "STUCK...AGAIN." He slammed the screen down and made loud noises as he went to the fridge for some drinks. As he sat down in the kitchen he noticed a piece of paper marked 2015-10-07 that made him remember what a person said to him earlier that day. What was it? Yes he remembered it. "I LOVE YOU! PLEASE GO OUT WITH ME." ...No that wasn´t it. After all who would ask him out. A loser living by himself in a house he got from his grandma. He didn´t even have a girlfriend. He started to browse throught his phone looking at nude pi... No let me rephrase that. He just got dumped by his girlfriend a week ago and started to stare at old photos of them together. When they were at a theme and she was talking to another man, when they went to the beach and she got a massage from another man...Is this dude that dense. Now he had no job, no family, no girl. OH that´s right. That is the sentence he heard that day. "YOU ARE FIRED" Haha. What a loser. I wouldn´t want to be him. "Ummm" Oh sorry. Back to the story. The man finished drinking his drink and heard someone knocking on his door. He ignored it and went back to the computer once again. The man got his smile back as he saw the progress bar at 99%. Oh didn´t he slam it it before. that is one sin. (sin count ping 1). WAIT 99%, this is not a happy story so lets change that to uhm... 20%. "WTF man! How could it decrease!?" Well i am the almighty narrator so i can do as i please. The knockings became louder but he kept ignoring it. He suddenly heard the sound "Ni~paa" which indicated that his phone was ringing. On the display it said my darling which was his ex-girlfriend. As he reached for the answer button he heard a huge CRACKING sound. But he knew he had to answer the Phone. "This is the man on the sofa. Is that you honey?" "Yes. But don´t call me that, call me by my name. We are no longer together remember" "Ok My darling, But why are you calling me after a week. Do you want to see me?" "No, also Darling is enough if you don´t remember. The reason i called is...well because some fkn narrator started to pop up in my head and forced me to ta." "Darling i can´t hear you. Oh don´t worry about that. She started to use some foul language so i had to cut her off. "What?" Suddenly the computer made a sound and the game had finished istalling. The man went to his computer to try out the new Shout of duty . "But i don´t want to. I want to talk to my darling and work things out. I don´t even like Call of------- in the first place" You can´t use the name of the game. And i am the almighty storie teller, the narrator. My word is absolute and all shall listen. So as i said The man went to his computer and started the game. As he did the computer crashed. Not having the strength to start it over he started walking towards the sofa once again. But he stopped infront of it looking outside the window. There a man stood. A man staring into him with vile eyes that would shred him apart any second. A man that he knew he should stay away from. The light emitted from the old tv screen flickered in the dark living room late at night. A man in his late 40´s sat behind a table making a summary of the evening news. "Serial Killer escaped from XXXX prison, likes to torture, rape and kill young men. Be careful" As he heard the news he recognised the man outside his window on the tv. By now he should have grabbed a weapon but he froze when he realized. This is the 8th floor. and that man is standing in the air. He slowly turned around and whispered. "Fkn Narrator"

Whoa. longer than expected. Wanted it to be seriously funny but it started to get fun making fun out of him and my fingers fingers were on fire. Sorry for long post. No potato.