Dreaming With Open Eyes.

We like to pretend it's still senior year.
M: Womp. Same...
M: I'm hungry.
M: Boston Market or Hooters? Whaddya wanna get?
S: wings!
S: fried pickles!
M: Okay, we'll order and split after psych, cause psych's in 10 minutes. Okay by you?
S: aren't we in psych right now
M: Shoot. You're right..I have calc after this, but I'm skipping. Heitzman won't care. [:)]
S: i have free!
M: SWEET. Alright, we're going! Womp...keep me awake. Kenny making me fall asleep...wake Katie up!
S: i need to cover robin
M: That's true...Jordan's punching me just in case...wtf, Roth just walked in...late as always.
S: surprised he doesn't have the baby with him
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