Keith is seen sitting on his couch playing God Of War with only the light from the T.V brightening up the room. Keith was so focused on the game that he was startled when he felt a hand on his shoulder. Keith jumps up and turns around to see his Illusion standing in front of him grinning at him. Keith went and turned the light of his living room on.

Keith: (Picks up blunt and lighter) I’m not doing this with you today. (Puts blunt in mouth light it and takes a puff) There is no need for you to be here right. I was peacefully trying to enjoy my existence. 

Keith’s Illusion: It’s sad that you “try” to enjoy your life. If it’s hard, just be done with it. Here is a knife, you know what to do. 

Keith: (Takes a drag from the blunt as he gives Illusion the finger) Yeah I will never take that route.

Keith’s Illusion: Well this route that you are choosing is sad as fuck boi. 

Keith: So why are you harassing me today? What lack of life do you want to point out today? 

Keith’s Illusion: ( Take a sit on the couch) Oh this is comfy I see why you sleep on this rather than that nice bed in that. Wait sorry I lied the reason you sleep on your own couch is because you hate sleeping in a bed by yourself.  You’re trying to prepare your mind for the obvious lonely life you’re living for the reminder of your existence, but still subconsciously you crave the need of a woman’s touch that you are not getting. I’m still surprised you let go of the only piece of pussy you were getting, and the girl you actually want only calls you when she needs to cum. Did she ever reply to your last three texts after the last time you saw her? 

Keith: (Takes a puff)…

Keith’s Illusion: So I’ll assume by the silents that will be a no? (Laughs Uncontrollably) You’re a lame ass nigga that needs to take this knife and run it up your arm vertically starting at wrist. You are thirty-one years of age and never had a relationship last passed the honeymoon stage. You are thirty-one years of age and don’t even know how to even come at a jawn. That dream you had of being married out of high school and working on websites on your boats never seemed to materialize. Your life is a lie by my calculations.

Keith: That’s life shit don’t always go the way you expect it to go. Just got to roll with the punches. (Take hit from blunt) 

Keith’s Illusion: Keyword is roll, because you keep getting hit and falling on yo’ ass. I would give you props on getting your place at least, but that took you thirty years. Oh you have to mention too this place looks like a wasteland. I assume that’s how you feel about your own existence? A wasteland of loneliness and sadness. You can smell the stench of sadness and lost dreams coming from the furniture. I see why people don’t come and visit you more. Shit I wouldn’t be here if I wasn’t in your head already. 

Keith: You can get out of my head if my place is a problem. I’m too high for this. I need you to make your departure right now. 

Keith’s Illusion: (Stands up and gets into the face of Keith) I’m not going anywhere. I’m here for life so you may just have to roll with this one. 

Keith takes a puff of the blunt before he throws an elbow at the illusion which vanishes right before his eyes. Keith hears a menacing laugh that slowly fizzles out after the illusion vanishes. 

Keith: I hate it here. (Takes another puff, leans against the wall and looks up at the ceiling) I was in a peaceful bubble just now.