[centre][b][h1][color=seagreen]Gordo[/color][/h1][/b][/centre]

The young man was helping a giggling girl find what she wanted, wondering why teenage girls always felt the need to giggle. he explained the components of the computer, that it was one that was for more then facebook, instant messaging and surfing the next and that if that was all she wanted it for, she should get a cheaper one, stating that the one she was looking at was more for a gaming compuure then anything so mundane. The girl just giggled through it, and went to buy it anyway. Amazed, Gordo watched her go, perplexed. 

[color=tan]"Why are you always trying to get people to buy the cheaper versions?"[/color] a co-worker asked, [color=tan]"Don't you need to commission for college?"[/color] 

Gordo shrugged. The young man wasn't that worried about money, despite his pretenses [color=seagreen]"Just don't like good equipment going to people that don't appreciate them"[/color] He said, but he just simply didn't like to cheat people when there was something more suited to their needs. His co-worker gave a shrug, and rolled his eyes, as if Gordo was crazy. Continuing to work, Gordo thought on what was coming. Not wanting to be alone anymore, and not really have anyone else, Gordo had decided to do something most people would consider drastic. He kenw he wasn't much of a catch, and knew that only people who were interested in his money if they knew about it would go for him. Gordo wanted to bond with someone, to learn all there was to learn about them, to fall in love and get married. He had recently come to the conclusion that it didn't necessarily need to be in that order. He could do it backward. 

If anyone knew what he was going to do, they would think he was even crazier then they already did, but was it so bad to want someone? to want to come home to someone, to tell them about his day, hear about theirs? he had been alone so long....Gordo sighed to himself, and went to clock out, hands in his pocket and backpack over his shoulder, his long strides eating the ground as he walked steadily to his apartment, stopping at a pet store, he stared at a small brown and white puppy, wondering if his bride...whoever she was, might like a puppy. He contemplated that, before continuing on. It was best to wait, he thought, until he met her. Although the puppy had been cute.