Another gathering, so it seems, where we get together to be
Productive.
Cookies and pineapple and food allergies.
There's the soft, deafening roar of voices:
Zombie, chain, escape, and - dare I bring it up? -
School.
The calculator blinks almost innocently, drawing circles and lines until:
BAD GUESS.
The music dulls the conversation
And my hands begin to shake and sweat.
The error message flashes again
And again
And again.
BAD GUESS
BAD GUESS
BAD GUESSSystem failure. Try again?
1:Quit