Post by Deleted on Apr 19, 2014 10:02:30 GMT -5
How to be really really uncool: Part two; Yet another short story by Roman Valdez. Step numero uno, find yourself trapped somewhere with a super pretty girl, like drop dead gorgeous. Alright, once you have found yourself with said girl-who-is-completely-out-of-your-league tell nothing but really stupid and lame joke. Make sure all the while that you are blushing like a complete utter idiot. Got it? Good, because the last step is do this at least twice. That's right. You're gonna have to make a complete fool of yourself twice. Yes he was being completely serious. Roman Valdez, did this not once, but twice.
Okay, maybe Roman should have gotten over it by now, seeing how it's been a year and everything, but come on! It was bad enough as it was, but Roman still had to go to Samara's lab to assist her. Sure, it has gotten to be less awkward over time, but it didn't exactly help that Roman was crushing hard on the girl. How hard exactly? High Carbon Steel hard."Did I really have to be cursed this way?" He whined as he planted his face firmly into the desk. A moment of silence passed before Roman suddenly jumped up in pain. His hands flying to his now bleeding forehead as he cried out. "OWWWWWWW!" Pouting bitterly Roman looked down at his attacker. Only to hang his head in frustration.
The keyboard, Roman had broken it when he smashed his head earlier. "Who puts a delicate piece of plastic where an emotional teenager might slam his head?" He questioned to no one. "Sheesh. What's wrong with people these days." He said with a sigh as he pushed himself up from his chair. Walking over to one of the cabits Roman began to dig through it for parts and tools. It would be easy of 3.14 for Roman to fix the keyboard, but he didn't exactly carrying keyboards in his dimensional storage. Maybe he should start doing that, because you never know when you might need to fix a keyboard that you destroyed with your noggin.
"Oh come on! Where do they keep these thin- Oh, that's where." Tilting his head back to at what caught his eye. Roman was happily rewarded with the sight of a keyboard. The only problem? Roman's elf looking self couldn't reach it. "Maybe if I jumped?" He openly mused before he began hopping. Fingers outstretched as he desperately tried to touch the computer part. Softly grunting with each failure.