“I actually PREFER to give my lunch money to the bully as, indeed, I aspire to one day become a bully myself and until that day I will sit here quietly inside my locker –as requested– and eat old M&Ms I found in the front pocket of my backpack.”
On an unrelated note, my old office was nice. Very warm. Much better than living in hiding on the street. On another note. Earth has seasons. That’s new. Derse didn’t have a couple of months where everything suddenly gets colder. But I’m fine. No problems.
