Three Thirty in the afternoon. Two little girls.
"Oh, wait, this isn't the 8th floor! {no shit} Haha, shit, I have to go to class like this." [insert noticing the poland spring bottle. insert the heavy smell of alcohol and giggliness] "Look, he's shaking his head in disgust" {damn right I am}
Is this what we've come to? I dunno. I've had a chat or two about it today. And now that I think about it, it's what life is around here, to some. The eternal question looms heavy, "Are you going out tonight?"
But, what does it matter? Just a different circle? Is it more noble to stay in?
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