this morning #141.

this morning, provided that she provided a proper pretext for her prior impropriety, she’d be able to skate by. with that in mind, she jumped on her board & rolled down the hill to start making things right. when she got to the bottom of it, she ducked into the corner store to pick up a gatorade & a backwoods. a blunt would ease the pain of explaining herself to her two best friends, especially since she had no excuse. that is, unless “i just wanted to make out” or “he started it” were acceptable excuses. luckily, in the ten minutes it took for her to make her way to the park, she figured it all out. it would all be a lie. a lie that was airtight. things with her friends would once again be alright.