Something Eloquent

I) Introduction
a) Meet paul at home
b) Meet Sally at home
c) Paul and Sally meet
d) Paul and Sally decide to have an adven­ture meet­ing friends along the way
e) Minor drama amongst the group ensues
f) The group over­comes dif­fi­culty to become a stronger unit.

II) Climax
a) Paul and sally get into trouble
b) Paul and sally with the help of their friends get out of trouble
c) The group finds their way home.

III) Conclussion
a) Paul and Sally return to their ori­gins
b) Nothing much else has changed in their lives.
c) They lose touch with each other and die alone.

Paul is sit­ting at home on the couch watch­ing tele­vi­sion, it’s a dreary after­noon and he’s quite bored. Paul has been doing pretty much the same thing every day for the last month and he is thor­oughly sick of it. Today some­thing dif­fer­ent will hap­pen he decides! He gets up off of the couch, put on his pants and a coat and goes for a walk. He walks all over the town he lives in, uptown, down­town, midtown, even cross-town. He thinks that it’s pretty much exactly the same as it was last month when the desire to do some­thing dif­fer­ent came over him last.

Sally is doing yoga. Not out of any desire to get fit, or be healthy, but it is some­thing that she knows how to do and it passes the time. After her yoga, she has a shower and gets her run­ning clothes on. Sally always goes for a run after doing yoga because it makes her feel good. That’s pretty much her only motiv­a­tion in life; feel good. Fortunately Sally is a nice per­son and the things that make her feel good are fairly harm­less. Sally likes to run and eat good food, and work at her job, and give gen­er­ously to her favour­ite charities.

At a corner street in this small town, right where midtown meets cross town, Paul is sit­ting on a con­veni­ently placed park bench, watch­ing people as they move past him. A girl that Paul thinks is quite attract­ive runs past, so he whistles at her. It is impuls­ive, and not the sort of thing that Paul nor­mally does, but he can­not un-whistle at this girl.

Sally notices the boy on the park bench as she runs past, and when he whistles at her she is shocked. This rude per­son needs to learn that it is impol­ite to whistle sug­gest­ively at defense­less women who are run­ning through the streets. She turns around and returns to Paul where she promptly slaps him across the face. “That what you get, you rude boy!” she says as he holds his cheek in pain.

“I’m sorry,” says Paul, “My name is Paul and I just think that you’re a very attract­ive lady and I didn’t know that you would slap me and I’m really sorry will you go for a walk with me tomor­row?” The words tumble out of Paul’s mouth too fast and Paul regrets them as soon as he says them, expect­ing at the very least a sound rejec­tion, and pos­sibly another slap.

Sally does not slap Paul, or even reject him, instead she says. “You can come for a run with me tomor­row if you like. If you are ever rude to me again, how­ever, I will slap you again and we will not be friends. You can meet me here at eleven thirty in the morn­ing.” Sally smiles a little bit and then con­tin­ues run­ning.
Paul is amazed that this has happened, and also some­what con­cerned that he’s plan­ning on going for a run with what appears to be a very fit per­son tomor­row. He is cer­tain that he will be incred­ibly embar­rassed in short order. He goes home to think about what he’s just done.

It is the next morn­ing now; Paul is put­ting on his shoes and attempt­ing to men­tally pre­pare for the run that he, some­what fool­ishly per­haps, agreed to. He knows that no mat­ter how pre­pared he is men­tally for this excur­sion, he is in no way phys­ic­ally pre­pared for it. “Fuck,” he says as he locks his apart­ment door behind him. “Fuck,” he says as he gets on the bus that will take him to his des­tin­a­tion where midtown and crosstown meet; Where he is going to meet Sally.

“Fuck,” says Sally as she pulls her­self to her feet. She has over­stretched one of her yoga pos­i­tions and some­thing in her leg is now quite sore. Sally decides that it won’t be neces­sary to visit a doc­tor, and that a nice walk will help alle­vi­ate the dis­com­fort. She leaves her apart­ment and heads out on her usual route.

As Sally approaches a par­tic­u­lar corner she real­izes that she is sup­posed to be run­ning with the boy she met yes­ter­day, Paul. She alters her course so that she will arrive on time. When she meets Paul he is pacing anxiously. He sees Sally and smiles, but it is quite obvi­ous that he is expect­ing some­thing bad to hap­pen. He thinks that may have been a plot by Sally to humi­li­ate him extra hard for his whist­ling the pre­vi­ous day. He has decided that she is going to laugh at him for actu­ally show­ing up and per­haps slap him some more for being a silly moron. He is wrong of course. Sally sees Paul and smiles back. She approaches him and sits down on the bench near him. “I’m sorry, but I won’t be able to run with you today.” She says, and Paul winces in anti­cip­a­tion, “I’ve hurt myself doing yoga, how about we just walk instead.”

Paul is stunned, he had expec­ted rejec­tion out­right and thought that even in the best case scen­ario he would have to do a lot of exer­cise before humi­li­at­ing him­self and even­tu­ally get­ting rejec­ted any­ways though pos­sibly not beat up.

I got to about I) c) before I kind of faded out. Boo!