Forgetfulness: Wish I had a girlfriend.
Trevor: What do you want me to do about it?
Forgetfulness: Hook me with someone. Do you know anyone that is single?
Trevor: I do, but I am not gonna play matchmaker for you. Find a girlfriend yourself. And, I doubt anyone would date a lowlife such as yourself.
Forgetfulness: I'm not a lowlife! *punches Trevor in the nose*
Trevor: *nose bleeding* You just made the biggest mistake of your life!
Forgetfulness: Oops, sorry! Didn't mean to punch you so hard! *backs away*
Trevor: *rolls up his sleeve and gets ready to beat up F* Hold still.
Forgetfulness: *runs away in fear*
Trevor: *runs after F* Get back here, you coward!
This story was written on Friday, March 5th, 2021.
A/N F has done it this time! Lesson number 1: Don't mess with Trevor! Don't be a silent reader. Please leave feedback. Thanks.