You know what I hate about people that care? The fact that they pretend to. Sitting together at lunch time is supposed to be relieving, a break amongst the busy schedule of the entire day. They call me to join their table, they act like it matters. They are, all of them, hypocrites. Not bad people, just hypocrites. I am staring at them right now from across the table and the only thing I see is their heads slumped over, real zombie like, the only thing alive being their fingers. Who would have thought that one series of intricate clicks of the tongue and brief gusts of air would be replaced by a similar incessant clicking of the digits?
However one thing is definitely certain. I will lose friends.
However one thing is definitely certain. I will lose friends.
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