01-16-2016, 03:28 AM
Tom laughed bitterly. "Well, Sam, I'm doing pretty badly, actually. For starters, I've just been told that because I accidentally knocked up some guy I barely know, I won't be going to that nice music college I was all set to go to. I've been practising my drumming 'til my fingers were fit to fall off for the last three months, but apparently one mistake later it's like I never even qualified. Better yet, my parents are so backwards that I'm gonna have to marry that guy now, even though, again, I barely know him and likewise he barely knows me. Best of all, now those two rich yokels have me looking for job offers to support my new family, even though I can reasonably expect to be eligible for paternity leave by the time I get the job. Paternity leave, at my age!
"So, yeah, this is just to give you a heads-up and let you know the score on my end. Now if you'll excuse me, I have to go work on my CV. Thanks for dragging me through the mud and killing my music career in the water, MOMMY! Have a NICE DAY!" He hung up with a loud thud and stomped off.
"So, yeah, this is just to give you a heads-up and let you know the score on my end. Now if you'll excuse me, I have to go work on my CV. Thanks for dragging me through the mud and killing my music career in the water, MOMMY! Have a NICE DAY!" He hung up with a loud thud and stomped off.