The Invisible Man walked down the street. Every day, he walked the same route. He went to the same building. Sat at the same desk. Did the same job. Every day. No one saw him. No one knew his name. But he was ok with that. If people saw him, They would talk to him. If people knew his name, They would want him to do things. He doesn’t like doing things. He hates it so much, That he packs a portable extrovert. Whenever someone starts to see him, Whenever a conversation is about to start, He flips open his briefcase, Throws the extrovert at the socially inclined enemy, And runs in the other direction as fast as he can. The Invisible Man prefers to stay that way, thank you very much. Prompt: Picture prompt from https://www.onceuponapicture.co.uk Picture by: Franco Matticchio