Reality Journal

Kevin Monroe came home to his garage apartment. He had just returned from his ex-girlfriend Codie's place with a few shirts she had "borrowed." On his doorstep was a leather journal.

He picked it up, opened the door and went into the small apartment. It was basically a loft with a bathroom. He put the book on the coffee table and tossed his shirts on his bed. He sat on the thread-bare couch. He was not happy. He and Codie had dated for seven months. Kevin was a 21 year old history major, and Codie was a 21 year old communications major, and both had planned to go to law school, which is how they met - through mutual friends who were also interested in law school. They came from different backgrounds. Codie was the daughter of two wealthy lawyers, and Kevin was the son of two middle school teachers. They did hit it off despite a different view on sex: Codie would not go down on Kevin nor do anal and preferred missionary, but Kevin wanted it all. He thought it was hyprocritcal she would not go down on him, but wanted him to go down on her, which he did. They aslo disagreed on their future in law. Kevin wanted to be a public defender, but Codie wanted to get into law to make money.

When Kevin decided he'd rather be a history professor, they got into a big fight with Codie saying he was afraid of monetary success, and she could not be long-term with someone if she made more than he did. He accused her of being shallow, and she cursed him out, and they broke up.

Kevin picked up the leather journal and opened it. A fountain pen fell out. He saw no markings or writing on the book. He sighed and decided to blow off some steam with a little fiction, or so he thought:

Codie realizes she made a huge mistake breaking up with me and will show up her naked with my favorite pizza and a sick pack of beer and beg me to take her back - offering me anything if I agree.

He dropped the pen in the journal and closed it. He got out his laptop for some gaming.