I must be going insane, no I’m definitely insane!
To think that I’d… like… someone I just play video games with-
Uh… I lost…
Ugh!!! This is all your fault! I can’t focus and it’s your fault! Not because I’m bad at the game, no!
Ahh!! This isn’t good!! If I only I didn’t accepted your stupid V.S invite I wouldn’t have met you!!
Oh maybe he’s your soulmate that’s why you can’t stop thinking about him, shut up! He’s not my soulmate! Those things don’t exist you noodle swine!
Anyone who believes in those are idiots! Fools! Morons!
I’m just an admirer of your skills is all, nothing more!
…
Oh,woe is me. Pray and tell me why I am the way that I am? Swayed oh so easily with measly tricks and tethers.
What am I saying…?
Sigh…
We’ve just been playing rhythm games and shooting games together… we’re just like friends. Just online playmates… stop beating for him my heart, this stupid and I want this tomfoolery to end.
I’d feel much better if we could just get in a call for once so I can get turned off by the fact you’re a 58 year old man!
Ahhh!!! I hate this! I hate you! Go die and lose every single match from now on!
Ping!
Please don’t be him, please don’t be him- it’s him… ugh and he’s inviting me to play a gun game as well! I’m not very good at those…
Ping!
“Want… to… get… on… a-“ he’s asking to call! Ahh!!! I didn’t think this would happen! I’m not ready! What if my voice cracks? Ahh!!!
Water! I need to drink water!
Okay… I think I can do this now…
“Test o-one, two, three.” I knew it! My voice sounds really bad!! I can’t talk to him like this!!!
…but this might be the only chance I can get a chance to talk to him… besides if he is a 33 year old man then, I won’t worry anymore. Silver linings- is him being a 73 year old man really a silver lining though?
Ping!
He’s getting impatient! I need to reply quick!
Ring! Ri-
Come on say something! This is too awkward!!!
“H-hello?” AHH!! So he isn’t 65! But he could still be, he just sounds young.
Okay act cool. “Sup.” That’s not cool anymore!!! Ahhh!!! What am I doing?!
“Haha! Sup! I thought you weren’t gonna reply! I didn’t expect your voice to sound like that at all.”
He hates it! He doesn’t like my voice! “What did you think I sounded like?”
“Mm… I thought you would have an accent.”
“An accent? What accent?”
“You use a lot of English slangs, like using clapped as an insult.”
“Oh, hah… no, I’m not English. Sorry to disappoint, I just hear those terms get thrown around.”
“Mm. Same with mine. You logged on yet? I’m waiting to send you an invite.”
Oh right, game.” Yeah, it’s still loading give me a sec, my laptop isn’t really built for gaming.”
“Wait really? I thought for sure you had some kind of gaming laptop.”
“Nope, just a plain old regular laptop with no rbg keyboard…”
“But you do use a gaming mouse right? A Logitech?”
“Yeah, how’d you know…?”
“You told me when we were playing that rhythm game, you’re forgetful huh? Or am I just not memorable enough?”
“No, no, no I’m just forgetful. Sorry, my bad.”
“It’s cool, it’s cool.”
“Oh! I’m in! Game just loaded, send the invite.”
“Alright! We’re playing ranked so take it seriously ok?”
“What makes you think my previous performance weren’t?”
“You were… try-harding…?”
“No, I’m kidding. But I am fairly new so don’t blame me if we lose.”
“I own up to my mistakes, don’t sweat it.”
“Now you’ve confused me, do I take it seriously or do I not sweat?”
“Play seriously but also have fun, if we lose don’t mind it and don’t blame yourself.”
“Got it chief.”
Maybe one day when everything’s better outside, we could go out and touch grass… together…
“Alright, game’s starting stay close and stay behind me. I need you to heal me when I’m low.”
“Roger, roger!”
“Haha! Alright, game on!”
It was raining but I didn’t really feel like dancing…
I was angry, annoyed and frustrated so I stomped.
I hated it here, I wish I could just move out or run away.
Now I’m trudging in puddles to run away for a few hours and eventually come back home be cause I have no where else to go.
Stumbling across to a parking lot I saw you twirl around relishing in the presence of rain.
I thought why couldn’tI be as happy as you looked.
I thought why couldn’t I dance freely as you could.
You noticed that you had an audience and suddenly became shy, tucking your hands behind your back apologizing for nothing.
You must’ve thought I was such a weirdo for watching you.
You went back to your car soaking wet and began to drive off.
That bright small yellow car was imprinted in my mind even after I’d gone home.
Your auburn hair was what I thought of before falling asleep.
When I woke I recall having a dream and your shoes was in it the shoes in my dream could’ve been anyone’s and yet my mind immediately went to you.
I didn’t know why, what, or how it was possible for me to be so infatuated with someone I hadn’t even spoken a word to.
Even after I graduated I longed to see you dance in the rain once more and perhaps… instead of being an audience I could perform alongside with you.
But alas, I never saw you again everyday I visited that same parking lot just to see if you’d come again.
Although you never did.
Who was I kidding? I don’t even know your name, your relationship status- for all I know you could’ve already been married when I saw you.
Was it so wrong for me to dream that I had a chance with you?
A star.
I feel as if I’m watched, stalked and preyed upon on by scary creatures, they never made a move they just stood by and looked.
It’s their way to taunt, their way to haunt. They scare and that’s all they do, they make me panic, make it seem true.
Every night they scare me whenever I’m awake and unable to sleep, they’re the reason why I can’t fall back to sleep, the reason why I’m weak.
Whenever I did fall asleep, I always woke up in the middle of the night, they’d make me stay up and they’d give me a fright.
And when I dream, I dream of horrible things, I wake up from nightmares sweating and panicking.
I’m 15 and still scared of the dark, of ghosts haunting me and creatures and monsters that lurk.
I’m old now and I’m supposed to be brave, supposed to know, they’re not there, just a cheap scare. But I can’t, my mind makes them known and they make me aware.
Aware that I’m watched and stalked for the rest of my days, until I get help and pass this phase.
“Are you finished?” Lindsey asked me, her tone playful as usual.
“Huh?” I asked her, we were in the attic and I forgot the reason why, what’s with the boxes?
“You know putting things that were important to you in the box.” She replied, reminding me.
I didn’t want to, I preferred sitting down and talking with her but I can never say no to Lindsey, she’s my best friend.
My mother’s picture… I don’t want to put in the box, it’s too precious to me… Maybe Lindsey won’t mind?
“Yes…” I lied and she smiled knowingly.
“Liar! You’re still not done yet, are you?” Lindsey asked, teasing me.
“I am done!” I said.
“Then why do you do that thing that you do when you lie?” She reached her pointy finger out, lightly tapping my nose.
“What thing?” I asked, I don’t do anything when I lie. I’m good at it!
“You shut your mouth tightly and look down whenever you lie.” Lindsey twirled her finger. She’d always been great at observation, it was the reason why we became friends in the first place. She had noticed that I wasn’t happy and making any friends, so she stepped forward, introducing herself and making me smile. “Plus, we’ve been friends since we were 3, I know you very well!” She added.
“That’s not that long! We’re 6 now and 3 isn’t even that big of a number!” I told her, holding my mother’s picture to my chest.
“2 or more is a big number and it’s the longest we’ve been friends for now but there’s still more bigger numbers to come! As long as we stay friends the numbers will keep getting bigger and bigger and bigger, and one day it’ll be bigger than the whole galaxy itself! We’ll live in that number, it’ll be pur own planet and we’ll call it Lindsey and Melany’s planet! It’ll have have fruit flavored rain, marshmallow clouds and cotton candy leaves!” Lindsey stood, twirling and jumping around in excitement.
“But Lindsey we’ll get cavities and our teeth will fall out if everything is sweet!” Lindsey always found a way to make me laugh and brighten my day.
“Then we’ll sell toothpaste and toothbrushes, so everyone has to pay us and we’ll be millionaires!” Lindsey threw her hands in the air, panting. She was getting tired.
“I though that maybe only you and I would be allowed in our planet, and maybe other people that we trust and are good. I don’t want our planet to be filled with bad people.” I stood up to stand next to Lindsey, she was staring out the attic window, peering through the garden.
“Okay! Mom, dad, grandma and grandpa are the only ones allowed besides us… we’ll be in charge and they won’t be able to tell us to go to bed, we’ll be the ones to tell them that!” Lindsey held my hand and turned to me, her smile wide and filled with joy, making me feel happy as well.
“Yeah, just us and mama, papa, granny and grandpa.” I held her hand back, smiling back at her.
“Is that what you didn’t want to put in?” Lindsey saw the picture I held.
I nodded. “It’s my mom, not mama.” I told her and she frowned.
“It’s okay, you can keep it. We should hurry up, it’ll get dark soon and we still have to bury the box!” Lindsey let go of my hand and hurried to close and lock her box.
I quickly followed her to do the same, hesitantly placing my mother’s picture inside.
“I told you, it’s fine you can keep it.” Lindsey saw what I did,she was frowning again.
I shook my head no, “It’s fine, I have a new mama now!” I smiled at her, locking my box and carrying it.
“Okay! Let’s go!” She was smiling again picking up her own box, leading me outside to the garden.
We buried our box and when we made it back to the house it was dark, mama rushed as, in scolding us for worrying her. Lindsey and I apologized to mama and hugged her, we ate dinner after Lindsey said grace and papa told us about the newspaper he read. That night Lindsey crawled into my bed and we went to sleep together.
Even though I wasn’t her real sister, she still treats me like one. Mama and papa too, they treated me as their own and I’m thankful for that.
“Wasting your time… you’re wasting mine…”
I was awoken by a sweet tune and I felt the need to hear more. I’ve followed it and it lead me to this person, they were sat down under a tree, they don’t seem to see me, they must be too indulged in their playing. I heard people often do that, whenever they do something they’re good at, they often get lost in it, oblivious to their surroundings.
“I hate to see you leaving…”
A voice sang, I didn’t know who but they sound familiar, do I know them?
“A fate worse than dying…”
I’ve decided to come closer, but not too close. I didn’t want to creep them out or scare them, they might get the wrong idea or impression and I don’t want a misunderstanding.
“Shout at the wall, ‘cause the walls they don’t love you. Shout at the wall, ‘cause these walls they don’t love you.”
Their strumming turned aggressive, pouring all of their emotions into it, conveying their feelings through music, through a song.
“There’s a reason! That London puts barriers on the tube line, there’s a reason that London puts barriers on the rails!”
“There’s a reason… they fail…” I know this song for some reason, how? I must’ve heard it from somewhere-
“Smith! C’mon let’s go!” I turned to look at the source, it seems to be their friend calling out for them. I should go as well- go where?
“Alright, I’m coming.” I look back at Smith, at least that’s what they’re called.
I should move out of their way-
They ran through me…
They ran through…
What’s going on?
I- what?
“Hey! Smith! Can you hear me?!” I yelled, wishing I hadn’t done that, my throat began to hurt. They didn’t react, not a flinch, no head turn, no nothing!
I ran to them “Hey-“
“Let’s go.” Another voice said, I turn to them they were staring at me.
“Hey, you- can you hear me? Can- can you see-“
“Yes. It’s time to go.” They grabbed my hand pulling me towards a door.
“Go? Go where?” I asked.
“Back… to… back to your new home…” They seemed hesitant as if they had no words to describe what it was we were going back to.
“How come they didn’t hear me? How- how come this Smith person ran through me? What’s going on? Who are you?!” I reached out gripping their arm to hold them in place.
They turn to me. “We’re in a different plane now, a different place, different from theirs. Like a one-way mirror, we see, they don’t.” They explained dragging me through the door.
“W-wait! But I’m not- I don’t want to, I have to get back!!!” It was all futile, my pleas were deafened. They didn’t listen.
“We don’t have a choice… we can’t go back… I’d let you go back to them but it’ll do nothing. We can’t go back in their plane, not anymore we’re way past them! It’s best if you just move on and forget… it’ll save you the trouble…”
I was pushed into the door and just like a fragile bubble that had been popped. My world was once again nothing but endless void and darkness, nothing in sight, nothing to hear, nothing to feel.
Just an empty space.
I wasn’t cold but I felt the need to hug my nonexistent body.
——
“What’re you looking at back there?” Simon asked me snapping me out of my thoughts. I thought I heard Gould call out to me…
“Gould” I said unbeknownst to myself that I had said it aloud.
“Oh, Smith…” Simon hugged me, Gould was like an older sibling to us both, we’ll never be able to get over it.
It was all too sudden, Gould didn’t deserve what’s happened to them. Simon and I could do nothing but weep for our fallen friend, it was hard for us both, very hard, like a stab to the chest, a burning face, a snapped, broken bone and lungs filled with water.
That was 3 years ago… but there is not a day goes by that I didn’t think about them, not a single day… They were always there, in the back of my mind. We’re not leaving Gould… because they’ll always be with us, like a shadow, it’s there and it always will be.
Gould will always be there…
Crash. Clang. Thud. Thump.
‘Pesky human, ruining my well-deserved sleep. What is he doing this time?’
The human ran down the stairs, his tie crooked. He must be late for work again. No matter, I am far more important and I crave food, good food. I shall ask my servant human to feed me this instant.
“Meow.” I shall climb up the kitchen counter with my impeccable skills and compel him to provide me with the food that I crave.
“You hungry Mr. Dimple?”
‘I cannot stand that name! It is very unfortunate that my human servant is unable to understand that my name is Cohen, conqueror of worlds and emperor of darkness, he shall feel my wrath for insulting me with such name!’
“Aww Mr. Dimple giving me the paw! You’re really hungry aren’t ya bud? Don’t worry, I’ll feed you.”
‘No! It was not meant to be cute! It was meant to be threatening!’ “Meow! Meow! Meow!”
“Alright, alright here you go.”
‘Ugh, whatever I shall scold you later.’
Human rushed back up the stairs, he seems to have forgotten his bag. His socks aren’t the same color, tie still crooked, and one button missing on his shirt. Human will surely be fired soon.
“SHOOT!! MY SOCK’S WET!! UGHH!!
‘Yes, fired indeed.’
“I think I just met the happiest person in the world!” Opti said to her brother, you could imagine love hearts floating above her head.
“She was frowning the whole time, you’re becoming delusional!” Li, her brother replied, his eyes were glued to his phone, his free hand waved her off.
Li was sat on the floor, while Opti lied on the couch. Opti met this girl Pess a while back and they’ve been really good friends until Opti started getting attracted and now she’s acting like a lovesick puppy fawning over her.
“Just because they’re frowning doesn’t mean that they’re not happy. Why are you such a downer?” Opti replied.
“I’m just trying to be realistic, someone has to give you reality checks to pull you back in the real world.” Li shrugged.
“I don’t need reality checks Li. I know that not everyone sees the world in the way that I do, I know that.” Opti replied.
Of course she did, Opti may act like a dumb happy-go-lucky-everything-is-sunshine-and-rainbows type of person at times, but she’s not dumb at all.
“Some people just can’t be happy about everything.” Li replied.
After a long pause of silence, Opti broke it.
“Do you think we can work out?” Opti asked hesitantly.
“Woah, is my happy-go-lucky sister doubting?” Li teased.
“I love her so much Li, so much that it hurts. I’m scared of chasing her away, scared of
“Hey, hey it’s okay… calm down, you’re great, who wouldn’t want to be with you? And it’s just like you said, the possibilities are endless, and not all those possibilities are bad, yeah sure a lot of possibilities are bad but that didn’t stop you from facing it with your head held up high. No matter what happened you always spring back up and that’s something not all of us can do. Don’t worry too much about it right now and just ask her out.” Li had turned around to face Opti, doing his best to console her.
“Okay… alright, yeah I can do this.” Opti said, her voice muffled by her hands. She sniffed and wiped her face. “Okay, I’ll call her.”
Opti took out her phone, dialing Pess’s number. The phone rang.
“Hi Pess, I was just wondering if you were free today? I don’t know maybe we can go to the mall together?” Opti aksed.
“I’d love to hang out but I have to babysit my little brother, maybe we can hang out here instead?” Pess asked.
“Yeah, sure anything is fine really as long as you’re there.” Opti replied.
“Great! You coming over now or later?” Pess asked.
“Before I come over I just want to tell you something and… I like you, I love you not in the friends type of way and it’s fine you never wanna see me again, I just wanted you to know…” Opti rushed her words, biting her lip dreading for whatever their reply might be.
“Oh…” Pess choked on her words, she began to cry, startling Opti.
“I’m sorry, I never should’ve said that.”Opti panicked.
“No, no it’s not- I just, I like you in that way too and I feel like this isn’t real..” Pess replied.
“No, no I’m real! I can come over now and I can prove it! I- hold on, I’ll be there! Just wait.” Opti rushed out of the house.
Opti rang the doorbell.
Pess answered the door holding her phone to her heart.
Opti hugged her “I’m real, not a dream or something I really do love you and I am actually here, no need to doubt, okay?”
Pess hugged her back “I can’t this is too good to be real! You’re joking, you’re making fun of me!”
“I’m not, I do love you! Can I kiss you?” Opti asked.
“What?? I- I don’t think I can-“ Pess stumbled on her words.
“I- no, not lips just cheeks for now?” Opti asked.
“Y-yeah sure I’d… love that.” Pess replied.
Opti gave Pess a peck on the cheek, the two lovebirds chuckled, cheeks flushed red.
They were going to work, they’ll make it work. Just the two of them, two opposites attracted to one another.
A pessimistic bookworm and an optimistic nature enthusiast.
You didn’t know why you were there, you were about to feed your pet dog, until suddenly, you woke up here. In a strange place, at first you thought it was a dream, one that you can control so you began exploring.
The place was pretty, it looked better than the real world, skeletons were kind towards one another. And they all wore pretty clothings.
You giggle when you saw a mime run by, they looked silly. Whenever you’d giggle, you always put your hand over your mouth, this time was no different.
Through your giggles and laughs, you noticed your hand, it was a skeleton as well, you thought it was cool, so you began inspecting it, taking in all the little details, moving your fingers, clenching your fists, rotating your hand. You were amazed by it all.
You continue walking through the city, greeting everyone with a smile, for once in your life, you felt optimistic, happy, comfortable and relaxed. The pain in your back, legs, arm, chest and neck was gone.
You start running around, giggling like a child. You hop on the stone brick ground, skipping two bricks. You felt like a child again, in a world that’s different from the world that you know, it was easing in a way, calming. It was hard to explain, this feeling, you felt peaceful, you felt as if you’d prefer to stay here than to be back in the real world. In here no one was sad, no one looked homeless, or miserable. Everyone looked happy, giddy, and kind.
You spin around slowly, examining details about the place, pretty lights and clean environment, this was nice. As you spun you saw a bakery, you chuckle, everyone was a skeleton. Where would all the bread go?
You enter the shop, seeing people conversing with one another and others were picking their bread.
You approach the baker. “Good day madam, may I have one of these bread please?” You point at a bread that you remember loving in your childhood. “Of course.” The baker replies. “How much would it cost?” You ask. “Cost? Oh no, these are free.” They give you the bread with a charming smile.
You walk out of the shop and began eating the bread, you lift your shirt up to see where the bread would go, they turn into dust. ‘Cool.’ You thought.
Walking through the town, you saw a skeleton dog and you were reminded of something. You had to feed your dog. The thought of pinching yourself to wake up ran across your mind but you had no flesh to pinch. ‘How does one wake up from something like this?’. You slapped yourself, hoping it would wake you, your head detached from your body and your body fumbled over searching for the head. You reattach it back and you start to panic.
You had no idea how to wake up from this but you have to, your dog would starve if not. You spun around but this time every little sound was getting loud, it started feeling cramped, you had no control over it.
Running away from the town, you head for a cliff thinking that maybe you’d wake up. You jump off and you start falling but you still weren’t waking up, there was water below the cliff and you felt relieved.
Splash!
You land on the water. That water must’ve been a portal or something because you were upside down, you fix your position to stand upright. This town looked depressing, if you thought London was depressing then you should see this. It wad a ghost town, no bright lights, no giddy people greeting each other, nothing but a cold and damp surrounding.
You walk further in the town, shivering at the cold, you hug yourself to provide heat. A skeleton ringing a bell was in the middle, you approach them. “You seem lost.” They say. “I am.” You reply. “Need help getting back to the city?” They ask. “Yes.” You reply. “Can’t, once your here, no going back.” They say. “What is this place?” You ask. “It’s where the dead go, upstairs are for those who are remembered, down here’s for those who don’t. You thought ‘twas a dream didn’t you?” They say. “No, I have to get back to my dog!” You say. “Your dog’ll be fine, don’t worry.” They say before disappearing.
You cry, hoping you’d wake up now.
But you don’t.
You’re stuck.
You’re dead.
Two people are currently sat on a chair by the wall, with one space between them. The person closest to the door spoke.
“So… you waiting for someone?” They ask their voice quivering and hesitant.
“No, I’m just hiding here.” The other replies shrugging.
“Oh, may I ask from who or what?” They ask eyebrows lifted.
“Uh..” they pause to think, fingers tapping as they look up to the ceiling. “No, no you may not.” They answer.
“Mhmm..”
Once again they sat in silence, uncomfortable, awkward and tense silence.
‘I shouldn’t have talked in the first place.’ They scold themself.
‘Should I tell em? If I did would it still be awkward or not- no it’ll still be awkward, no need to blame oneself. Right, don’t blame yourself for it, not your fault they wanted a conversation, right!’ The other thought.
They exchange quick glances before turning away quickly, the other coughing whilst the other shifts in their seat.
“I-“ the other tries to speak.
“O-“ they stop themself.
“Nice shoes.” The other said.
“Thanks, I like your coat.” The person near the door says.
“Mm yeah mother gave me it.” The other says.
“Oh nice! My father gave me my wallet.” They say.
Right now they were looking at each other with a smile.
“I’m Jean, and you?” Jean reaches their hand out for the other to shake.
“Oh Alex, name’s Alex.” Alex says as they accept Jean’s handshake.
“So, Alex what are your opinions on these chairs?” Jean asks, startled afterwards by the door opening beside them.
“Oh, they’re a bit uncomfortable, I keep sliding off and my feet can’t reach the ground if I lean back.” Alex says as they adjust themself on the seat.
“I remember when that used to happen to me.” Jean says laughing.
“If you started this conversation just to gloat about your height please don’t. I am very insecure and I have zero self esteem.” Alex says frowning with a hand over their chest.
“I did not start a conversation for that, I just wanted to pass the time while I’m waiting.” Jean says flailing one hand to dismiss Alex’s assumptions.
“Oh thank you, bless your soul kind one.” Alex says as they sigh in relief.
“No prob Bob!” Jean says as they point finger guns towards Alex.
“Opinions on onions?” Alex asks.
“They make you cry.” Jean replies.
“Yeah, they do.” Alex says.
Once again silence falls upon them but one question came to Alex, a question Alex hadn’t asked Jean before.
“What’re you waiting for?” Asked Alex.
“Hm? Oh, I’m waiting for the results!” Jean replies.
“What results?” Alex asks.
“Hm?” Jean questions raising an eyebrow, tilting his head.
“Results, you said you were waiting for them right?” Alex inquires leaning slightly towards Jean.
“Oh… yeah.. hm.. what about you? You waiting on results too?” Jean avoids the questions and asks Alex instead.
“I’m not here to wait on results, I’m here to hide. Now why are you here?” Alex asks suspicion dawning over him.
‘Why won’t Jean answer my question?’ Alex thought.
“I am waiting for… my… grandmother… to heal..?” Jean answers questioning themself.
“But you said you were waiting on results.” Alex crosses their arms, squinting their eyes. “Who are you really… Jean?” Alex asks leaning back, reaching for something in the pocket of their coat.
“I told you, I’m Jean… what about you.. Alex?” Jean drawls out reaching for something behind them.
“Is that so..” Alex says as they hold onto the thing they were previously reaching for.
“It is..” Jean also has the item in their grasp.
The only thing that matters now, is who will use their item first. Would it be Jean? Or Alex?
Alex makes a move pulling a gun from their coat. But Jean also has a gun pointed towards Alex.
“Drop it Jean!”
“You go first Alex!”
A stand off both of them were now stood, gun held pointed towards each other.
Both of their fingers lingering on the trigger, waiting to press it further.
Bang!
Gun shots but what flew out weren’t bullets instead they were blue confettis.
“It’s a boy!!” Both Jean and Alex say simultaneously as confetti cannons shot as everyone viewing cheered, clapping along as they celebrated a wonderful event. It was all just an elaborate plan for a gender reveal.
The end.
“Oh my the telly’s too far away, I can’t reach it from here..”
“Why not stand up and go near it dear?”
“Why I’m too comfortable in my position, this couch is lovely.”
“Well you can’t reach the telly from there can you?”
“I know, tis why I said I couldn’t reach it.”
“Hmm, better get going then love.”
“Oh but I wish I could control the telly from here.”
“You can’t darling, so you must stand up and go near it.”
“Oh… but I really want to stay..”
“Well you’ll have to think of something then, don’t you?”
And thus the remote for television was introduced.
The end
