I rolled over onto my back and kicked the top of the trunk hoping it would jump open. XXX ‘You said you were tired. A low humming sound, the sound of an engine I realized. ‘Jurgen?’ I asked. I recognized the smell. I’ve been admiring you since high school.’ ‘That’s fifteen years ago.’ I frowned and scrunched up my nose. My words muffled by the cloth though and a moment later I succumbed to the sleep and passed out. I tried to bite him, but I only managed to lick the palm of his hand. I didn’t recognize him from high school at all, maybe he was one of the theater kids, I never felt much of a connection with them, you could even say I kind of bullied those them, but then again
