"so tonight, the kid from school that i talked about earlier, yeah, he came into the servo i work at and bought some donuts. who does that? at 9 pm who buys donuts?"
"oh-interesting. i mean gas station donuts are the literal equivalent of shit, especially since theres, what, like a gourmet donut shop that's open from 6 to 11? yeah who'd buy servo donuts. that's nuts luke."
"yeah...... so anyway, what're you doing right now?"
"sitting in my apartment with my cat, hanging out the window, and eating stale donuts. they're totally from yesterday, but they're meh."
"'meh'?"
"yeah, ya'know- not good, not bad, just kinda, meh."
"that makes sense. nice job with that."
"hey, luke? what color should i dye my hair?"
"wait why."
"because it's currently a shitty blonde and i wanna do something to it."
"oh.... maybe black? i dunno. purple? dude do whatever you want. i don't wanna dictate your life."
"okay, wow. very helpful over there. damn. it's 12:34, there wouldn't be a drugstore open this late, right?"
"probably not."
"i'll just dye it tomorrow. anyways, goodnight luke. call ya later!"
"bye m-"
