You jolt awake as the bus hits a particularly nasty bump. You feel like you’d only just managed to start drifting off, and now here you are, awake again and still exhausted. “So anyways as I was saying…” Oh no. He’s still here. He’s been sitting next to you for the past five hours, talking at you without pause. “I was up in Maryland, lookin’ for work but mostly messin around because I was a dumb teen. Me and my buddies were doing our usual prank stuff — you know, pushing joggers into the harbor, that sort of thing.”