An illustrated micro-story.

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Oh, no. Do you remember me?
No.
I was at US Day last year?
I don’t remember you, sorry.
Can I?
I’ll come over there.
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Hi!
Hello.
I’m Jacob! I was doing pamphlet-folding last year. That’s how I met you.
Oh, yeah. Hey.
I’m sorry, I don’t remember your name.
It’s Angel.
Angel. Nice you meet you again, Angel!
You too, Jacob.
Are you working as a pamphlet-folding girl again?
No, actually this year I was promoted to Bathroom Attendant.
That’s very glamorous.

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Can I do anything for you, Jacob?
Well, yes. It’s actually really great that I ran in to you here.
Oh?
Yeah, because I do have something I want to tell you.
OK…
But I don’t want you to think I’m a creep.
OK…
Last year, I really wanted to ask you out.
Oh?
I thought we got along really well. I’ve thought about it all year. I’ve had so many missed opportunities, Angel. And I said to myself, “Jacob? If you volunteer again this year and you run in to Angel, you need to ask her out. You can’t be a pussy about it.” I mean, when am I going to see you next if I don’t? Next year? What if I get sick and I don’t volunteer next year? Will you be here in two years? What if I take an even-more extended hiatus? Five years! Will you still be here in five years? Will you still be single then? Are you single?
Jacob, I’m going to take this opportunity, and tell you thank you, but I’m not interested.
Oh.
Although you were very entertaining.
I don’t understand.
Well aren’t you, like, 40?
I’m 29.
Well, I’m only 16.
That’s still legal!

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