Sulphur 13: Little Boxes

[bookblather]

Author: Kat
Title: Little Boxes
Story: In the Heart
Colors: Sulphur 13 (Hellish)
Supplies and Materials: Tapestry, charcoal (Henry), miniature, brush (fourth estate), oils (lots of little boxes), stain (Facts do not cease to exist because they are ignored. -Aldous Huxley), glue (someone's expectations might not be reasonable now).
Word Count: 100
Rating: PG.
Summary: Henry doesn't understand how he got here.
Warnings: serious denial, Nice Guyism.
Notes: Oh Henry.


Henry doesn't know how it got to this, to all his office belongings in boxes on his desk. All he wanted to do was marry his soulmate.

But she'd reported him to HR, which he couldn't understand-- didn't she know he loved her? Then that horrible reporter had turned up and asked perky questions that were traps, every one, because her story took his words and twisted them, made him sound like the bad guy.

Henry closed the last box and rested his forehead on it. All he'd wanted to do was marry Gina.

Why was this happening to him?

Comments

[finch]

Seconding the "oh, Henry". It's so typical that he still doesn't get it, though.

[bookblather]

Yeaaaah. Oh, Henry. Grow up.

Thank you!

[isana]

All he'd wanted to do was marry Gina.

YEAH SEE THAT'S WHERE YOU WENT WRONG. 'cause if she said no, STOP.

Good job capturing his delusion.

[bookblather]

I KNOW RIGHT. When the lady says she's not interested, YOU FUCKING TAKE THAT FOR AN ANSWER. God. Guys.

Thank you!

[shipwreck_light]

BECAUSE HE IS A CREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP.

And you make him creepier every time.

Not sure if this us usually the time one would emote hearts. BUT.

*hearts*

[bookblather]

Well, if you're you, you emote hearts. Anyway. Oh Henry. Please go away forever.