Big Brother? No I'm an only child....OH! That Big Brother!

The workout failed its purpose. Dirk exercised to bring his stress level down,
but it was no longer enough. For some reason, he was still tense and had the
perpetual feeling that he was falling through a black hole. His body felt like
it was contacting together, becoming tighter and tighter. Spaghettifacation.
That's what it's called. The gravity of a black hole pushes towards the center,
causing a body to get thinner and thinner until it is no bigger than a string of
spaghetti. That's how Dirk felt. Pressure from all sides.
Dren had been spending more and more time scavenging for his pet project and
courting some woman he had met. Dirk hadn't met her, but Dren seemed pretty
smitten by her. It had all left a situation where Dirk was by himself most of
the time. Maybe if he was more socialble, and didn't spend as much time looking
into his crystal ball, he would make more friends.
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A few hours later, Dirk was walking into the Parrotts for a drink. The only
person inside was Owen, and he didn't look happy. "Welcome back. Been a long
time, Owen. Where've ya been?"
"We're closed," was Owen's only response.
"Closed? You've never been closed before. Come on. How about one beer for the
road?"
"No beer. We're closed. Now get the hell out."
"What crawled up your ass and died?"
"I'll tell you what crawled up there. This whole ship voted me out of Big
Brother. That's what!"
"Big Brother?..... Oh! You mean that stupid reality TV show. Haven't watched
it myself. Just not my style."
"I don't give two cents about your style. Now get out."
"Calm down. Why are you getting so worked up over a stupid show that has no
significance what-so-ever?"
OOC- care to take this story over, owen?
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