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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