"That'll be two dollars and fifty three cents." Oliver hands the man behind the counter the money before taking his soda and leaving. He sits on the curb of Lucky Ed's, admiring the scenery.
The trees are turning that autumn color and the cold fall wind is coming up.
He takes another sip before getting up to walk around. A trash can tips over which grabs Oliver's attention. From behind Lucky Ed's, Frank and another girl run out. "I'll see you later." She kisses him before leaving. "Hey Frank. Who was she?"
Frank wipes her lipstick mark from his cheek. "Just some girl. Does it matter to you?" Oliver thinks for a second. "No, but it may matter to Rosie." Frank grabs Oliver by the shirt. "First off, don't threaten me. You don't know what you're getting yourself into. Second, Rosie and I are done."
Oliver tries his best to maintain his posture. "D-Didn't you two just get back together?" Frank sets him down. "It's...It's complicated, okay?" Oliver nods. "Yeah...hey, how'd the football game go? I couldn't go. Something came up."
Frank could care less about the conversation as he fixes his coat. "It was okay I guess...hey, I gotta go. I'm meeting...someone." He starts walking as Oliver waves goodbye. "Okay! Talk to you later, I guess." An alarm on his phone goes off. "Ah heck." He runs over to a new theater that had just opened. Auditions for a new show were open for anyone and he had an audition prepared.
Once at the theater, he took a seat in the back. It was still under construction but the stage and seats were complete. A man with a scarf and glasses comes onstage looking very proper. "Okay everyone. I know we're a bit behind schedule but we will begin anyways."
ONE WEEK LATER
Oliver is waiting outside of the theater. It's late and he should have been home an hour ago but he had to see the cast list.
The director eventually leaves the theater, taping the cast list to the door. Oliver jumps up and reads it up and down. "Did I not make the cast?" The man tries to think of answer. "It's a small show. Lots of people didn't make the cast. Just uhh...keep trying. You'll get there one day. There's always next time." The man leaves as Oliver is left alone in front of the theater. After a bit of silence, he cracks a smile. "Yeah...there's always next time..." He keeps on repeating that phrase as he slowly heads home.
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The Simple Things
RandomMeet Oliver. Oliver doesn't have a lot of things in life. He isn't very well noticed by his peers. He get average grades. His family isn't very rich but they make ends meet. Oliver is an aspiring actor but he never seems to make the cut. He has had...
