Ill just try to write something on the fly
It has been hours now and Joey is still standing still on the corner staring at the cartons of milk. He went to the grocery to get some milk after being told by his girlfriend for the cake she's supposed to make for his mom.
"Excuse me sir, do you need some help?", a lady who seemed to work for the store asked him.
He did not give a reply or budge at all.
Another hour passed by and some kids noticed him.
"Dude, look at this guy", one of them said to another.
"Hey, are you fucked up or something", he said to Joey, who never budged or said a word or a sigh. "Hey Im talking to you!!!".
"Hey hey move aside, Ill show you some intelligence you retard hahaha", one of the kids pushed the other away carrying a pie from the pie section. "This guy must be cold, let's give him a hat", he then takes the cover off the pie and put it on joey's head.
"We need some whipped cream man, go get some", one em ordered another laughing.
"Is there something wrong here gentlemen", a coarse and heavy voice startled the kids.
"Emmmmmm...", the kids gave him a funny face then started running towards the exit laughing.
It was the security guard for the grocery, he gave joey a pat on the shoulder asking if he was alright then took the pie off his head. Again, Joey didnt utter a word or move at all.
"Is he alright?", a lady shopper asked the guard.
"I think we have to call this in", the guard replied then left.
Moments later...
"Joey, so there you are what the hell! I told you I need the fuckin milk and you've...", his girlfriend arrived and started trying to pick a fight with him, "Hey!!!".
She tried to shake him hard then finally Joey moved and stared at her. He took the milk carton that he was staring at for hours and hit his girlfriends face with it.
"Here's your fuckin milk!", he screamed then just collapsed on the floor.
Later, the cops came then the paramedics. Seems joey just died.