Date: November 9th, 2024 9:21 AM
Author: Mainlining The Secret Truths of My Mahchine (G. Hoy’s Floor 24 ‘Truth’—No Great Becumming, Only Gravity :()
It started over something stupid-a bag of chips, I think. Tabitha accused Jerome of hiding the good snack in the back. Jerome laughed, said something about Tabitha always eating on the clock. Next thing I knew, they were shouting in aisle 9, right in front of a terrified family comparing cereal prices.
I tried to step in, said, "Guys, let's calm down," but Tabitha swung at Jerome and missed. Guess who she hit instead? Yep, me. Right in the temple. I stumbled into the cereal display, sending boxes of Froot Loops flying everywhere.
Jerome just laughed, "Damn, Evan, you good?" as Tabitha muttered, "My bad," and walked off like nothing happened. I spent the next hour cleaning up while customers pretended not to stare.
Got home, looked at the cereal dust in my hair, and whispered, "Yes, friend. This is fine."
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