One Crazy Bitch

Date: 7/5/2019

Was in some form of class. There was a digital animation project, and of course I had no partner. My cousin and her partner in the park were blending a bunch of photos of arms together to make someone’s arm move. My dad said he was gonna pop in and say hi until he saw his old classmate, “one crazy bitch”. He talked about how she got naked a little too easily. Of course, I had already given her my contact info for whatever reason. Throughout the day, she was spamming me, devolving into threats when I was too busy to answer. When she saw me, she gave me a death glare. After doing some chore for her, we were chill, and she had some “contraband” for me. Among them was some kind of car tracker for the police to track criminals, that she wanted me to disable. As police walked into the room, talking on their radios about an “ongoing holding exchange, hiding contraband”, she handed me a bunch of LEGO car parts, and I stuffed everything into a jacket pocket. The police demanded to see what was in my pocket, and I cried that they were just LEGO pieces. Upon seeing it, they started laughing, and the real contraband remained safely hidden underneath. Car crashes on a road. Truck lost a wheel, but kept trying to drive when emergency services showed up, and I compared it to a “three-legged dog”.