today at work, 4 hours felt like 40 because my co-worker, a sixteen-year old with neon pink acrylic nails and a forever-open mouth, did too much talking with too little judgment. At first I thought they paid me to do nothing, but now I think they pay me to make fun of people, which is SIGNIFICANTLY less fun when the person you're working with is not in on the game.
then some smoothie drinking and pool wading and "sex decoy: love stings" watching with some special people in the cooling, buggy night.
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