This is my first attempt at this storybook stuff....we'll see if I know what the heck I'm doing.
I'm not sure why I'm standing here talking to the one person whom I've always hated. I'm not sure why she's talking right back to me. I don't know where I am or how I got here and why I'm not off somewhere else, doing what I had planned on doing tonight. We fall into an awkward silence. I shift my weight and stare into my drink. I don't know what it is, I don't know why I'm drinking it.
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