As a child he had imaginary friends and they filled his days with happiness. As an adult they didn’t make for a proper defense at his trial.

She puts on her hipster sunglasses, and short shorts. Sprays on some perfume. And then goes for her daily jog, past the dads on smokebreak.

It was raining across the street and he bought an umbrella and crossed the road and was met by an angry chicken. You’re such a joke, he said