After the party ended, the Bobs went their separate ways to their own dwellings, some better than others. Sunny Bob, as he walked home, saw a figure standing alone dejectedly. Sunny Bob decided to try to cheer this person up, even though he knew it would almost definitely be unsuccessful. Sunny Bob, no matter how hard he tried, had never been the best at social interactions.
Sometimes he wondered if that was why Gooey Bob had left, during the night after Punchy Bob’s death had been broadcasted on television. Nobody knew where he had gone.
“G’devening,” Sunny Bob said to the figure, smiling. Too direct? To stalkerish?