Luce's
Washington St
Middletown, Connecticut
Inner Critic: I wish I could attend this criticism seminar in Hartford.
Summer: Don't bother. *eating her pasta*
Inner Critic: I want to see if I can criticize other writers.
Summer: Forget it, pal. You're small time.
Inner Critic: I am not! I'm no weakling! I still got it!
Summer: You wish!
Inner Critic: I'm just gonna cut to the chase! Your stories are cursed because of it being 2024!
Summer: You make no sense whatsoever! Do you ever hear yourself speak?
Inner Critic: I'm just stating the facts!
Summer: They're baseless facts! You speak ill of my stories again, and I'll beat you to a bloody pulp!
Inner Critic: Like to see you try it!
Summer: *beats up the inner critic*
Inner Critic: *getting beat up*
Waitress: *gives out the checks*
Summer: *still beating up the inner critic*
Inner Critic: *still getting beat up*
This story was written on Tuesday, October 22nd, 2024.
A/N The inner critic is just past his prime! He should retire from critiquing! Don't be a silent reader. Please leave feedback. Thanks.
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