I had to deal with drama, rejection, loneliness and sadness the whole day.
I couldn't find my mother so I could buy a hoodie. (I wasn't allowed to use the original money she gave me. I was only supposed to buy food, but who the hell needs to spend thirty dollars on food at a stadium?)
I shared my pocky with Jess, and we talked a lot. We're quite close now. She's a good kid.
. . . . . .
Even though he said he would, the boy I invited didn't show up.
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