Depressed Wombat

  “ What the fuck is that?! ” a woman shrieks as she bolts up from her beach chair, pointing at a grey mist rolling towards them. Looking up from your phone, you and the others notice the small, odd haze floating barely above the waves getting closer by the second. People begin to dart away while others take photos of the phenomenon, ignoring that the cloud has already passed over the swimmers and reached the shoreline. “ Oh shit… ” you mutter, starting to run with the crowd but you realize that you greatly misjudged the speed of the mist as it envelops the first few people on the shore, sending them sprawling onto the ground and spasming. A cool breeze rushes against your body as the haze surrounds you, momentarily blocking out the blue sky with a grey tint forcing you to blindly stumble forward. Surprised, you take in a sharp breath of air, filling your lungs with the weirdly sweet gas as your mind goes into overdrive. Falling onto the sand, you notice the cloud sweep past you in...

  “ I hate this fucking job… ” Dave mutters under his breath as the dull clack of keyboards echo around in the tight office space, drowning out his thoughts. Glancing down, sheets of paper filled with graphs and paragraphs mockingly stare back as his manager cheerily leaves the office with a few other team members for their weekly dinner party. Ignoring their farewells, Dave’s heart sinks as they begin to offload their tasks onto his desk, expecting him to finish them off in their absence. “ Fuck off… ” he mumbles in contempt as the office becomes deathly quiet other than the soft clicks of keyboards from other antisocial employees remaining in the office. “ What did you say? ” a voice whispers into Dave’s ear, making him jolt in surprise. Looking up, he sees a shy brunette woman staring intently at him with her wide round glasses and disheveled shirt. “ I can help you out… ” she adds, giving Dave an awkward smile as she retreats behind office cubical divider. “ N-no thanks ” Dave ...

  “ He’s a little snobby but he’s a nice guy ” Brian whispers to his girlfriend Serena as he presses the doorbell for the second time. The lavish hallway and carpeted floor do little to prove his point as Serena gives him a look of annoyance. “ I know he cut our date short… but he’s my friend ” he continues as the door swings open to reveal a short Korean girl dressed in a blue maid’s uniform. Jaw dropping open in shock, Brian fumbles for words as his friend Sebastian steps into view with a vibrant smile. “ Come on in! ” Sebastian grins, gesturing the young lovers into his sparkling clean apartment. Serena flashes her boyfriend a look of jealousy as she sees him ogling the maid’s breasts but quickly looks away as Sebastian glances back. “ Ah don’t mind my new maid, Ari. She takes care of everything ” Sebastian chuckles as the maid blushes red in embarrassment. Reaching the vast living room, Brian gasps in surprise to see a massive television and marbled kitchen in stark contrast to...