Footloose was playing from his PS3, it was holding out for a hero. We sang together in a malcontent harmony that was unsynchronized, I tried to guide him but he couldn't follow along. We both decided it would be best to just upload it as it is.
He proceeded to show me a series of comics. A series of elementary level scribbles. He wasn't the best artist nor was I so why was I supposed to judge? We went on the website encyclopedia dramatica. It was a website used to mock Christian. I was too tired to read the chaotic descriptions and timelines of confusing events. I want to sleep in his bed full of posters and scraps.
We both had to sleep waiting for a new day.
