[ WP ] Two roommates try to get rid of a third wheeling friend who does n't understand he is n't wanted .

Josh and Bryan were sitting on the couch in their dorm room discussing how they were going to stay inside today and watch all five Rocky movies. Just as Josh cracked open an ice cold beer they heard a dreadful knock on the door. They knew it was Florence. It had to be Florence. Florence is the only one who can make a knock on the door sound desperate. Florence had no friends and nothing interesting to say. He was unattractive and obtuse in every field of knowledge. He smelled bad and repelled girls. But he was too innocent and lonely, and Bryan and Josh couldn ’ t bring to the surface the courage to tell him that they didn ’ t like him hanging around. So Bryan, with a painful grimace, answered the door rather lethargically. 
 
 “ Hey Bryan, ” Florence said, and then peeked around Bryan ’ s body and saw Josh. “ Hi, Josh. What are you guy ’ s up too? ” 
 
 Bryan turned toward Josh and mouthed ‘ What do I do? ’ Josh stood up and fetched a nearby football, and with great improvisational skills, knowing full well that Florence hated sports or anything sports related, announced that they were going to throw the football around in the court yard. 
 
 “ Cool, ” Florence said. “ Can I come? ” 
 
 Bryan shrugged his shoulders and looked at his feet. “ Umm, we ’ re actually, um, actually, going to the... sports store first. He slowly dragged his eyes up and looked at Florence who was smiling with delight. “ Great. Can I come? ” 
 
 “ Well, sure, but what, what are... yeah, you can come. ” 
 
 A quiet sigh was expelled from Josh ’ s mouth. He took a couple last drags from his beer bottle and all three walked out into the hallway. 
 
 “ Guys, ” Josh said, “ I have to run to the 5th floor, to, um, and... there ’ s something I need to grab from Ben ’ s room. I ’ ll meet you at the front entrance. ” Josh quickly turned around and disappeared through the doors that led to the stairs. Bryan glared at his friend as he disappeared knowing full well that he would not be seeing Josh again until he got rid of Florence. ‘ That sneaky bastard, ’ Bryan thought to himself. ‘ What the fuck do I do now? This is bullshit. I can ’ t do this any longer. I have to make this end. I am not a friend to Florence. I shouldn ’ t be a prisoner in my own room, my own body, my own universe. Why doesn ’ t Florence get the hint that he is not welcome in my life? Why do I have to deal with this drama? I just want to hang out with my friends and do as I please with people I enjoy. ’ Bryan was getting mad, but hiding his discomfort. He cursed his life and the life of Florence. Bryan was just standing in a sea of anger not moving. 
 
 “ Come on, Bry-Guy, we gon na head down? ” There was a silence. “ Bryan, you hear me? Bryan, let ’ s go meet Josh down by the entrance. ” Bryan about-faced and slowly walked away from Florence down the hall, saying not a word. “ Bryan, hey, where are you going? Bryan? ” But Bryan ignored him. His little steps slowly grew longer and longer. His paced sped up, until he noticed he was at a small jog, and then a full out sprint down the hall, and the last thing he heard was the trailing voice of a confused Florence in the distance. 

