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// #TheHole 
// Story: A Vignette of Comedy 
// by Draxonos135 
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Sunset took a sip of her coffee when Vignette walked in.

"Hey, Sunset, have you seen my phone?"

"The one that teleports people?"

"Yeah, that one."

"Pretty sure it fell in the hole."

"What ho-OH MY PRINCESS!"

Loud music played as Vignette and Sunset looked down at a large hole in between them.

For future reference, it went like this:

BWAAH!

"What is that?!"

Sunset glanced at the hole with disinterest. "It's a hole."

"Yeah, I can see that, I mean what's it doing there?!"

"Well, I woke up this morning," Sunset took a big, long sip of her coffee. "... And there was a hole."

"And you did nothing about it?"

"Of course I did: I put a rug over it."

BWAAH!

"The hole ate it."

Vignette scratched her chin. "Maybe we should call the police-"

"Oh, I called them a while ago."

"Well, where are they?"

"In the hole."

BWAAH!

Then, one quick look around revealed a particular absence.

"Where's the president?"

Sunset looked elsewhere.

"Sunset," Vignette narrowed her eyes. "Where's the student council president?!"

"She's at work!" Sunset chirped.

"Oh, okay," Vignette paused. "Where does she work?"

"In the hole."

BWAAAAAAH!