The story of a Side Character in a Rom-com

A Caring Warmth

Somewhere out there, there is a god looking down at me smirking at the situation he putted me in.

I was only on a nice trip to the market to get my groceries and now I have to fucking deal with these 2!?

FUCK OFF!!!

???: "C'mon babe lets go before he ruins more of our date time!"

Fauster: "Sure thing."

That came out more dead than I initiated but who cares, cuz I don't.

Man: "W-Wha!?"

???: "Sorry dude but I got my baby here~"

Don't call me that.

Man: "Wait hold on! At least consider-"

???: "Jeez, now you sound desperate, pathetic."

Fauster: "Couldn't be me bruh."

I pull her closer to my with my arm wrapped around her waist.

Get the fucking message dude, she don't want your dumbass. It's almost sad.

When life gives you lemon you turn it into lemonade, so I decided to take advantage of the situation with my supposed 'girlfriend'.

I might as well fuck around.

Man: "I don't believe he's your boyfriend the least! He's way too ugly!!!"

???: "..."

The silent is loud, you know I have feelings too and it's pretty hurtful even when you're not saying anything.

Man: "You can do better with me rather than with ogre over there."

It's always like this, they always assume that looks can get you a partner, eventhough it's true, there are other factors in getting a partner.

For example, money.

Fauster: "Oh my god! You got me, how could I ever get a girl this beautiful to be mine!"

Oh would you look at that some money just so happened to fall out of my pocket magically, crazy!

Fauster: "I didn't mean to be such a fraudulent person that I need to buy her time!"

The horror of it all, more money just keep pouring out like a well, and I could only cry in anguish.

Fauster: "You're right, I do have NOTHING to offer her."

Poor me, a loser with no redeeming qualities to offer to anyone, only a hundred dollar bill could wipe my tears.

*Dap!* *Dap!*

Peeking a bit, he looks defeated lost and utterly crushed, and the girl is baffled, frozen still staring at me then the money on the ground.

Slouching down with my shoulders also following suit, I slowly walk away from the them while letting out some sniffling escape my mouth.

Once I finally got away from them, the act dropped and I revert back.

Tiring would be the best descriptor for me right now, I just want to go home and store my groceries.

Fauster: "It's a good thing, I used fake money."

You never know when you're ever gonna get rob so I made sure to stock up some fake green just incase.

Now that I broke away from trouble, it should be smooth sailing from here.

???: "HEY! WAIT UP!"

God is dead.