Little John and the BIG wide world

Chapter 2: IT

A fist to the face wasn't unfamiliar to Little John but this one packed a punch as he hurled towards the pavement. This was going to bruise. He swiftly rolled on to his back to meet a boot powering towards his jaw. He closed his eyes tightly as if that was going to reduce the pain he was about to feel. However, the pain never came. He slowly opened his beautiful brown eyes to meet his perpetrator.

A Spanish individual dubbed Hosé ( Its shirt said "My name's Hosé/Silly"). It furrowed its perfectly shaped brows and dwindled their impeccable moustache. However, Hosé's frightening yet erotic/neurotic look changed once they became Silly. Silly was a happy go lucky person and at the sight of Little John on the floor sobbed. This was the last Little John saw of this strange individual before Galva came powering down the street. She cupped Little John's baby face. It was almost as if she was feeling his pain for him (empath queen).

Little John was now late once again. He didn't mean to brush Galava's generosity off, but he couldn't be late, not again. He sprinted as fast as his stubby legs could take him. Bursting through the aluminium alloy steel doors and knocking over a elderly woman. But he couldn't stop (morally diverse king). After sitting his plump cheeks on his spinny desk chair, he noticed the extreme severity of what he had done. Galva was now late because of him, how did he fail to realize this before. Guilt washed over him as Eco made a beeline towards his desk.

"Is that a new makeup look Johnny boy?" he snarled. To be Anne Frank with you, Eco had noticed Galva's new found obsession with Little John. This hurt him. He knew he ended things, but she was everything to him. Little John's face flushed a shade of red and his skinny hands attempted to cover the purple bruise that now painted his feminine face. He ran to the bathroom. Anger washed over Eco's tree-like figure as he stormed towards Glava's desk. How could she be interested in a low-life like Little John? He understood why she had a fling with Alumin, he was so hot, but Little John? Seriously? These thoughts plagued his mind. He was an Eco friendly wood veneer for crying out loud! Eco was always the jealous type, which is unusual for his egocentric demeanour. It was clear his break up with Galva ruined him. They were inseparable, galvanised steel always supported eco friendly wood veneer, but Glava supported everyone this way. He felt like less of a man, and more of a muppet. (AM I A MAN OR A MUPPET INTERLUDE COMMENCES)

Galva was feeling a similar way, she thought back to her childhood as an overlooked Coors Light once more. Did Little John think of her as a useless whore? She was sure he did. And with that her interest in Little John had faded. In these moments of despair, she did as she always did. REBOUND and MASTURBATE to Eco.

Feeling blue (not only in the balls) Little John carried his Grandma's Coffin to his 0.1 x 0.2 square metre apartment. It could barely fit. He cupped his gaunt face into his cold hands. As tears streamed on to his floral shirt. He was going to lose his job.