where's the bus? why is it late? it's supposed to come five minutes ago.
                              some people are staring at my hair. god damn it, i forgot to brush my hair.
                              oh well, i got more important things to do.
                              finally, the bus comes and i ask the driver to bring me to the nearest police station, and i sit at the front, nearest to the door. 
                              so i could sprint out easier.
                              ♤
                                      
                                          
                                   
                                              
                                           
                                               
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