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PUNCH BOY by D. M. Larson
(BING is in a suit or tux standing by himself with two cups of punch in his hands)
It looks like Moira is having a great time. She looks so nice. I never thought such a pretty girl would want to go to the dance with me. I know I’m not ugly or weird or anything. But I never thought someone so beautiful would notice me.
It’s been an amazing night. I rented a limo and she must have liked it because she did a million selfies so she could show her friends. She had me wear shades and open doors like I was her bodyguard. And I took her to this really fancy restaurant and she got a kick out of ordering the most expensive thing on the menu. Now she is dancing with her friends, having a wonderful time. She wants me over here, waiting, in case she needs anything. I’m holding her punch right now. I’m the official punch holder. Punch boy. Oh she's signaling me. She needs a drink. Coming right up, madam! She likes it when I act like her butler or something. It makes her laugh. I love that laugh of hers. And she and her friends laugh at me a lot.