June 23, 2017

We were the last ones left on the bus and they kept asking me to pick something up from one of the seats on my way out but I couldn’t find it. They insisted that it was on one of the seats even after I had looked through every row. I held up a large bag of skittles and asked if it was what they meant but apparently whatever they were searching for was in a cloth bag. “I’ll check again”, I said.

I walked out onto the field to see people playing softball. Nothing interesting was happening so I went onto the bus. Someone asked me to feed them, so I went to the fridge and could only find eggs. In my slight moment of hesitation, they had managed to help themselves to some leftover fried rice.

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It was a Sunday, New Years Day, 3:45 AM. I could hear the karaoke downstairs as I laid in the dark.