i went to the 7/11 on my way home from school today. it was cloudy out and that weird liminal state where it's cold but lukewarm enough you can't really call it cold but not warm either. sometimes i'd catch a bit of sun and it was nice. i went inside and the air was that stale quality that makes you want to cough despite nothing being wrong with it. the pristine lights burned into my retinas for a few seconds after looking at it, and i grabbed a coke and a bag of trolli. i don't know the cashier, but she looked tired, she's probably a lot like me, she probably was waiting for her shift to end so she could go on the internet and have a outlet. we didn't talk to one another, i paid, she bagged it, and i left with a bag with only coca-cola and fucking trolli. i wish my friend wasn't sick right now.
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