January 14, 2016

We were standing around the wooden park table while picking at the grilled chicken breasts that were on a metal tray that stretched the entire length of the surface. The meat was a little dry but it seemed to be seasoned pretty well. Someone asked me if I had attended our “Reactor/Space” class as they had a special session today. I told them that I didn’t. “Well then, you’re dead” they quickly responded. I remembered how someone once told me that I should look at other people’s teeth when talking to them.

I dropped the chicken in my hands and started screaming “Kill me!” over and over.

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When we got to the top of the brick street, we asked someone on the other side as to where we could find some croquettes. “You need caffeine!” they shouted at us.

“What?” we shouted back while straining our ears for the response.

“A coffee. Get in line.” They pointed to the long queue for the cafe that was around the corner.