September 5, 2019
It will explode because everyone who lives in it is smoldering. It will only take some time before something catches fire and obliterates us. This is how my mind works all the time. This is probably why this teenaged girl is glaring at me. I must have been ignoring her for, what, a few seconds? I notice her and pretend to not see her. I keep rearranging the cigarette display, waiting for her to verbally acknowledge me. I know she's waiting for me to do the same—I won't. Ally comes to the rescue. I decide to really hate her.