Oh my Bob, am I back?!

This was a piece I did for an assignment in Fiction Workshop, not telling anyone it was fanfiction. ^^" It was supposed to be a mainly dialogue piece, with the voices being distinct enough so that you can tell who's talking without putting "he said, she said" in front of every sentence. Who knows how well I actually did.

I don't know if I'm going to continue this story. If I can think of a plot, I might, but it'll probably stay a oneshot.

With that said, it's kind of nice to be back and I'm gonna be searching for a plot to a larger story now. I feel like writing again.


"Are you sure you should really be here right now?"

"What do you care?" She spat, pointedly not looking at him as she dangled her legs off the side of the building.

He laughed. "It's kind of my job to care, actually."

"What are you? A security guard or something?"

"Something like that, yeah."

"And I'm supposed to believe that? Yeah, right. You can't be more than, what, eighteen?" She barked out a laugh.

He shrugged. "I can't make you believe it."

"Damn right." She mumbled, staring down at the streets beneath her dangling feet. "Squish. Squish. Squash." She muttered under her breath, stepping on cars or people in midair.

"Looks like fun. Mind if I join?"

"Yes." She growled at him as he sat down happily beside her.

"So," He began, clearly ignoring her answer. "Are you just here to squash the populace or is there some other reason you're sitting on a rooftop that's closed to the public?"

"What're you gonna do, arrest me?" She grunted, swinging her legs harder against the building.

He shrugged. "Don't really feel like it."

She laughed at him, shaking her head. "You must be an escapee from the loony bin, I swear to God."

"Possible, though not likely."

She turned to look at him, then just turned to look back at the city. "Anyway, leave me alone. That's why I'm up here. To avoid people like you."

"Oh, really? And just what are 'people like me' like?"

"Ugh. This."

"This being?"

She turned to glare at him. "This incessant questioning and talking to me! God, I can't stand it! Can't you all just leave me alone?"

"Maybe we all just find you fascinating."

She rolled her eyes at him. "Why, in God's name?" She muttered, staring once more at her feet squishing the people in the streets below.

"I don't know. Maybe it's in your face or your eyes."

She whirled at him. "I wasn't asking y-" Her words cut off on a gasp as she realized that her momentum had just sent her flying off the edge of the building. She didn't have time for any thoughts but "FUCK!" before she felt herself hit something hard and was sure that she must be dead.

"See, this is why you really shouldn't have been sitting up there."

She gasped. "Wait, but-…" She turned to look up at the top of the ten story building. "You were just-… WHAT THE FUCK?"

"Like I said," He laughed. "Something like a security guard. See you around."