What a life. Her parents are going to force her to marry some creep who is 15 years older than her. She wishes she could run away but her parents are rich and powerful, they’d easily hunt her down.
That’s not even the least of her problems. She has another creep to deal with as well. This other creep has been stalking her for the past two years. In fact, he’s following her right now. She’s walking home from college and he’s right behind her. She’s lost count of how many times she’s told him she’s not interested in him. He just won’t give up. She really wants to teach him a lesson.
Suddenly she stops and waves at him. He smiles and approaches her quickly. She tells him she wants to go to a hotel with him. He nods and agrees, he looks like he’s won a million dollars in the lottery.
That night they meet in a hotel room. When the lights are off, she uses a knife to slash her own throat. He’s so shocked that he faints.
He ends up getting blamed for her murder and her parents make sure he goes to jail, where he is slowly tortured to death.
There was no other way for her to escape.
An oval spacecraft lands on a secluded beach. A creature emerges. Not wanting to alarm the local species with his strange appearance, he disguises himself as a regular human being. He enjoys exploring the galaxy, learning about new cultures and getting out of his comfort zone.
He heads to the nearest town and enters a pub. There he strikes up a conversation with an inebriated human.
Alien: “If an alien landed on Earth and wanted to know whether it’s worth living here, what would you tell them?”
Drunk Human: “I’d show them the tweets of one of the most powerful people on Earth!”
The Human pulls out his iPhone and asks the Alien to read Donald Trump’s tweets.
Ten minutes later an oval spacecraft leaves Earth’s atmosphere.
“I’m not looking for anything serious.” He twirls her hair as they lie next to each other in bed.
She turns away from him. She’s just another fool that he likes to fool around with.
“Can’t we just enjoy what we have?” He asks.
How could she have fallen for him so hard? She blames his smile. She hates that she can never resist him, even when she’s mad at him.
“Come here.” She pulls him to her.
After they make love he falls asleep, even though her hair is covering half his face.
She moves ever so slowly, careful not to wake him up, and gently lifts her hair off his face.
But then she thinks, “Why should he sleep so peacefully after breaking my heart?”
She carefully ties her long lustrous hair around his neck, forming a loose knot. She grasps each end of her hair firmly and pulls as hard as she can. He wakes up in a panic.
He tries to resist, wildly moving his arms and legs, but it’s no use.
“I’ll miss you.” Are the last words he hears.