The Morning After
I woke up and forgot my phone at home. I was scared because someone had been grumpy this morning. "Hold on, I'm locked in." I thought to myself. Who is she hiding from? Oh, you're doing a great job putting yourself on YouTube. Well, there you go. You're just a walking Enigma. It's not very nice.
I looked around and saw that my friend was wearing sunglasses, reminiscent of a SLE stack. "What's that?" I asked. She told me it was an LED key light shaped like Darth Vader. I didn't know what to make of it, but she seemed excited. "It's a present for me," she said. I wasn't sure what to say, so I just shook my head.
I started to open the package, and as I did, the camera spun around, causing me to accidentally drop it. "Oh no!" I exclaimed. My friend laughed and told me not to worry about it. She was amused by my clumsiness. "It could be fragile," she joked. I just shook my head and muttered under my breath.
As we continued to chat, my friend pulled out a small keychain with Darth Vader's face on it. It looked creepy, but I couldn't help but laugh at the absurdity of it all. My friend seemed amused by my reaction. "You're kind of acting like him," she said, nodding towards me.
We walked around for a while, and my friend showed me a sticker with a freaky design on it. She told me that someone had stuck it there as a prank. I wasn't sure what to make of it, but my friend seemed to find it amusing. "It's freaky," she said, wrinkling her nose in distaste.
As we walked, my friend mentioned that she had brought some food with her. I was skeptical, but when I saw the contents of the bag, I realized that it was actually quite good. My friend told me that she had been talking to Mr. Potato Head, who wasn't responding. She joked that maybe he just didn't want to talk to us anymore.
As we continued on our way, my friend pointed out a tree in the distance. We both agreed that it needed some improvement - the paint job was a bit off. My friend had been experimenting with her finger to create a specific design, but it didn't seem to be working very well. "I'm glad you're amused," she said, smiling at me.
My friend mentioned that she had emailed her doctor to let him know what I had been up to for the past week. Apparently, I had been coughing and feeling under the weather. The doctor told her that I might have bronchitis. I groaned at the mention of the word. "Ain't nobody got time for that," my friend said with a sigh.
As we continued on our way, my friend started to rummage through a bag. She pulled out some cheese, but it turned out to be fake. My friend was not pleased, and I couldn't help but tease her about it. "Bieber cheese," she joked. I laughed, and the tension was broken.
As we walked further, my friend started to get a bit peckish. We stopped at a vending machine and tried to negotiate with the operator for some cheesy snacks. My friend mentioned that she had been craving Venezuelan Beaver cheese, but I didn't know what that was. The operator seemed confused by our request, but eventually agreed to sell us some nachos.
As we waited in line, my friend pulled out an enchilada and started to eat it. However, when the tortillas came out, they were small and plain. My friend was disappointed, but I tried to reassure her that mine was a "real" one. She just laughed and told me that hers were actually fake.
As we finished our snack, my friend mentioned that she had a headache. Apparently, coughing and clenching up caused her to experience tension in her head. I offered to get her some Vick's VapoRub, but she declined, saying it was too much for me to handle.