Writer's Block On A Date

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Writer's Block: *dating some woman by the name of Melissa*

Melissa: You seem kind of okay I guess.

Writer's Block: Thanks! Let's go to Pizza Amore! Best pizza restaurant!

Melissa: Okay.

At the pizza restaurant....

Waiter: Are you ready to order?

Writer's Block: *looking at the menu* I believe I'll have a large cheese pizza, and a Coke.

Waiter: Okay, and for you, Ma'am?

Melissa: I'll just have a meatball grinder, and a water with lemon, please.

Waiter: Okey dokey! Why are you dating a loser like him?

Melissa: My thoughts exactly. He's not really my type.

Writer's Block: I'm good enough for you, right?

Melissa: I don't think this is gonna work out, Writer's Block. Sorry. Can I have my meatball grinder to go?

Waiter: Of course!

Melissa: And, I'll take a Diet Coke with me!

Waiter: You got it! Well, pal, looks like you're eating alone, tonight! Don't you feel stupid!

Writer's Block: I feel like such an idiot. *breaks down crying*

Waiter: *laughing* What a loser!

Melissa: Yup! *laughing*

Writer's Block: *still crying*

This story was written on September 15th, 2019.

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