• Reality is unnecessary


    We were in the living room watching The Things People do with their Lives; fairly enjoying ourselves, feet propped up on the recliner.

    “I wish this show would end already. It’s been forever. The plot is old and the scenery is growing more and more repulsive everyday. If I had the power, I would change some things…”, said Hope.

    “Well, you don’t have the power. Neither do I”, replied Reality, popping a popcorn covered in cheese into his mouth- missing.

    Hope sighed and busily looked around the room, almost possibly as if she were rolling her eyes. She was either rolling her eyes, or furiously admiring the scenery. She leaned into the EZ Boy and tapped her feet together. “I know. Of course I know that. I was just…”

    “Well, if you know it, then why would you say such a thing?”

    Another possibly, almost not yet determined eye roll.

    She brushed it off and smiled, mixing her carrots with the mashed potatoes. “Like, remember the time a few years back when the higher power was proven to be false? A donkey wearing the face of a handsome man, it was. Almost all the world lost its mind. Destiny’s dreams were shattered. And Joy… poor Joy”, Hope sulked.

    “I know. Sin was quite happy about it though. Actually, I believe he even threw a party once word got out.
    I heard it was packed. We should have been there.”

    Hope shriveled. “No, I don’t think I would have enjoyed myself. I’m not much of a party person… Especially not when the party is for those purposes.”

    The room grew quiet. Someone on the TV lost their life. They forgot to scream because it was unexpected and they did not get to rehearse their scene before it happened. So, instead, they made almost-quite-there-but-not-quite-there-scream noises, and laid there waiting for help. A crowd formed, and everyone stood there and watched. The acting was horrible, they said. Do it again, they said.

    Reality rose out of his chair, lightly brushing the cheese and popcorn off of his suit. He stretched, and turned off The Things People do with their Lives. He paused, slightly, then said, “Well, it was pretty obvious he never existed.”

    The possibly, almost eye rolls quickly turned into obviously-clearly-there eye rolls. She clearly was not admiring the scenery. She couldn’t have cared less for the scenery or the TV or the horrible acting, or the carrots invading her mashed potatoes. She was not admiring the scenery so much, you could not have even mistaken her for admiring the scenery. She was obviously rolling her eyes and she made it very clear that she was doing so. Hope huffed and puffed, and, before long, you could have sworn she was fading away. No one is exactly sure, but it is rumored that before she left, she murmured: “Well, I don’t think I very much like you at all now. You are very unnecessary. Get out.”

    And it is rumored that Reality heard this and, in response, he sashayed out the front door to the sound of Sin’s music.