Open your phone and look at the last text message you received . Then use this in some way in your following piece .

MY GOD. SHE'S. STILL. TALKING. He thought as he stared vacantly into her seemingly mechanized assembly line of a mouth, that just seemed to shit out bad statement after bad statement. Her mouth was like the Walmart of conversation and her brain was like China- manufacturing shitty concepts with little to no materials and spitting them out through her thankless, hateful overdriven mouth. 
 
 “ And that ’ s when my new shiatsu-mini-pit-bull-cocker-terrier made this hilarious yipping sound! ” she chortled, and then mimicked the dog ’ s yipping noise, making his eyes widen for a moment as he realized that her voice could actually get higher. She giggled like a school girl and her perfectly fabricated Barbie body jiggled with excitement. He knew this should be sexually exciting, but it didn ’ t even give him an inkling of a semi-chub, because her vapid personality was so ultimately devoid of critical reasoning on any level, that for the first time in his life, a genuinely nut-bustingly hot girl just did not turn him on at all. 
 
 ** “ I ’ m totally going to go study abroad next summer! Spain! ” ** she shouted out of nowhere at him, and he felt himself go temporarily deaf in one ear. Then he realized what was happening to him. The temporary deafness had launched his stomach into a full-fledged fit, and suddenly he had lost control. His eyes widened, his face reddened, and she… 
 SHE STOPPED TALKING! 
 
 But it was too late. He was already lunging forward to her clumsy, confused dismay, and then he felt the massive torrent of vomit eject from his mouth and cover her entire body, followed by an ear piercing scream, which deafened him, and caused him to vomit even more, until she was covered in vomit, screaming and crying. She ran from the building, dripping huge sloppy chunks of vomit onto the ground as she pranced away. He dry heaved on the ground…smiling ever so slightly.
