> Mommy, Mommy! Push me on the swing!
The innocent laughter of the youngsters echoed throughout the park. Golden rays of sunshine joyfully painted their soft faces. Mothers stood guard on the nearby bench, observing the social etiquette of soon-to-be kindergartners. Their worries are minuscule because the only other park visitors are a group of teenage girls dancing and filming themselves near the park's lake.
>Ahh, finally, I can relax—no more work for the rest of the week.
Remarked one mother to another.
>Yeah, and no creeps walking around us
quickly replied to the other one. They shared a laugh between them, oblivious to the gloomy destiny the demiurge had in store for them. Suddenly, a single mother peeks her head and stares directly at the tiny road that leads through the woods. The whole clan of meerkats sensed the danger approaching. Their frightened looks lock onto the utter repugnance of a human being. The slender, twig-like shape is wearing a hoodie and sweatpants, both covered in crusted stains of dried cum.
>My A.I. girlfriend was acting bratty. I had no choice but to correct her.
Thought the embodiment of depression to himself. Yesterday's snacks are dangling from his unkept facial hair while the pools of sweat form all over his bony body. His gaze was fixated on his phone until he got aroused by the smell of the lakeside dancers.
>Heh, I'm only 28. It's never too late.
Deluded the abomination himself. His crooked steps turned sharply, and he entered a semi-jog to close on the unsuspecting victims. They danced freely, unaware of the hazard to their purity. One girl noticed a sorrowful skeleton on the camera and turned her body immediately, facing him. Other girls did the same. Mothers look at the horrors unfolding with a tear in their eyes and fear in their souls. He practised this moment of social interaction for the past two years. Shiori laughed at his super chats, so undoubtedly, he has enough charisma and character to woo the godly delights standing in front of him. He knows exactly how to greet strangers
>hello pre-chat
The shrieks of the zoomers pierced the place. They swiftly grabbed their belongings and ran away spooked. He was not phased. He only scanned for his next victims, and he saw them. A couple of older women are looking back directly at him. The kids are crying, begging for their moms to take them home. Their wails do not move him. He takes fast few sprints as he shouts from the top of his lungs
>UUUUUUUUUUUUU MOMMY UUUUUUUUU
The hags scatter like pigeons in front of the Columbine. He stays motionless. Undisturbed. Tranquil. Unperturbed. A smirk forms on his lips as the phone rings.
>congratulatons: You've reached your goal of 10,000 steps
Another day, another victory.
Thoughts? First time writing anything.
