Hugh Manatee woke up. Hugh Manatee rolled over to look at his alarm clock (rolling over was something his large aquatic mammalian body did well out of water), he saw that it was 5:30 in the morning.

"Fuck," he though realizing that today was Saturday. Hugh Manatee was not a fan of Saturdays. Usually people looked forward to Saturdays and all that come with them, the weekend, sleeping in, spending time with family and friends.

"Fuck," though Hugh Manatee again realizing that he was not going to sleep in or spend time with family or friends, all of Hugh Manatee's family still lived in the wild life sanctuary in Miami.
Hugh Manatee was not fond of Miami and as he came to realize his family. During the holiday's Hugh Manatee's mother would write him a letter, each letter was pretty generically written (Hugh Manatee's mother had very little time on her hands and a large amount of people to write letters to). All the letters written by Hugh Manatee's mother read the same.

Dear Hugh, (they started)

Hope that his letter finds you well. The family is doing well, Jonathan (Hugh's younger brother) graduated high school with honours, Cindy (Hugh Manatee's older sister) is living happily down the way with her 3 children and husband. Glen (Hugh Manatee's father) was hit once again by a reckless motor boat , in his old age the wounds took a tad bit longer to heal, but he finds himself in better health than in years.
Write back soon.
Sincerely,
Margaret Manatee (Hugh Manatee's mother)

Enclosed in each letter was a picture of the family all floating together with mangrove roots in the background.

"Fuck," though Hugh Manatee, as he lay awake in the early morning (as he so often did).
"I am not lonely," Hugh Manatee said in his monotone voice, "I am happy," He continued.

"Who are you trying to convince," Nagged his subconcious.

"Shut Up," Hugh Manatee yelled in a Fuck-you-you're-not-even-fucking-real tone into the emptiness of his single resident apartment.

"No," mocked Hugh Manatee's subconscious in a very plain tone.

"Fuck," said Hugh Manatee as he rolled his aquatic mammalian body over once more.