( 4:16 PM ) shut up christine
there's this man at the motel who comes in pretty regularly, at least twice a week
but the strange thing is that i'd hear a faint high-pitched meowing whenever he was around, and i used to think fack this guy is hiding cats in his facking jacket...
until i realized he was making the noises himself
don't get me wrong, i like weird. quirkiness is quite endearing, but still, i am thankful for this bullet-proof glass between us
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