"What time is it?'
"it's 23:10'
"Just?"
"23:11, now"
"ugh..."
I groaned as the wind blew threw my hair; it was just 23:10. ELEVEN O'CLOCK. Midnight seemed like hours away. Midnight was like the best time to feast. Only lunatics would want to be out at that time. And somethimes they were the best.
"What about now?'
"23:12'
So I only wasted one minute?
"yep."
Ughhhhh, I looked at the person sitting new to me. I just called him Pepper. No idea why. He had his hoodie on waiting for 12 to come
