"You can't make me care."
"You can't sit with us at our table." She blinked slowly, wondering when this story would end because there had been way too much talking. She wanted to eat her grilled cheese, which had gotten too cold.
"Yeah, and when we say it, we mean it. Don't try to join us later on down the line. We're not including you ever. None of us are." Once again, she blinked slowly, still waiting. With that, her usually empty table was vacant once more. With a slight eye roll, she shrugged with her shoulders high and her hands raised even higher before praying and thanking God for her life and the food before her; she began eating. As she finished her food, she began to make her way outside. As she passed the large garbage can barrel, she tossed her lunch tray into it, laughing to herself, still tickled about the one-sided conversation from earlier,
"What the fuck they thought they were doing?"
