Gabbar_De_Fat_Cat

Yellow

How does one kill a god? Asking for a friend.

[X] was a person who did not know how to swim in the slightest. They attributed that to their deathly fear of water and drowning, and stubbornly ignored anyone who suggested that perhaps this fear could be attributed his not knowing how to swim, and not the other way around. But the fear was because of the lack of knowledge, and the lack of knowledge was because of the fear, and if we tried to figure out what exactly could be attributed to what, then we would be in a long, repetitive loop.
          The point is that [X] did not know how to swim in the slightest, so do file that information for later, because while we won't need it now, we will soon enough.

I wrote this thing
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/251175346

X was one of _those_ people who you would avoid like the plague. If you see them at work, you grab the nearest person and start discussing the heavy workload your boss gave you, even if you hadn't spoken to that person in your life. If you saw them on the street, you turn on your phone and start texting someone, whilst crossing the road away from them, because getting hit by a car is probably still better than being dragged into conversation with them. If somebody calls you, you stare at the phone until it's finished ringing out of fear that it might be them. If they try to talk to you, you come up with a hasty excuse, something along the lines of "Sorry, I just remembered, I forgot to water my cat, I must go!" And run out of there as fast as you possibly can. 

:)