He was looking at me through the window. I stood there looking back as the man took my measurements for my suit. Afterwards I thanked the man and headed outside. He was waiting for me, a little boy with purple hair, green skin, orange lips, yellow eyes, blue gloves, red shorts, a black shirt, and pink socks stuffed into his brown work boots.
“You got it yet?” he asked me, referring to my rent.
“No, not yet. I thought we settled on Friday?”
“You and my Dad maybe, but that’s no use to me. I’m headed to the store and need rent NOW!”
“It doesn’t work like that. I’ll have it by Friday.”
His yellow eyes began to glow. The sky above us turned from day to night and lighting fell as if rain drops into his green palms. He tossed an electric orb back and forth as he stared me down, taunting me.
“Got it now? I see you can afford a suit.”
“It’s for a funeral I have to attend.”
“Not my problem. Rent money now.” Continue reading