Maintenance

Peter sat in silence as the cleaning lady walked in, he didn't say a word, he just sat there, hoping she wouldn't notice, he was as silent as a mouse, holding in his burps, whispering his deepest desires. He wanted to get away from everyone, he didn't want them to know his existence. Peter was valuable, but he didn't want anyone to know it. He made himself look like a clown, just so nobody would take him seriously, he didn't like being treated nicely, he liked being mistreated and ignored, that's how he wanted it. He was in his happy place, listening to the water run across the room, he had lost his mind already and there was nothing the cleaning lady could do about it.