I walked down the street at night. It was wet and raining, but I let my white wings out and in the rain. I put headphones on and played music. There’s something about being the second oldest son out of five children that tires you out. God. I sigh and keep walking. I walk until I bump into a guy. Ah shit! My headphones fling off and tangle with both me and him.

Hato: I, uh, sorry. Wasn’t lookin. I say to him as I try to untangle the headphones. Goddamnit! They won’t untangle! Shit!