MARCH 16 2019

The end of the school year was approaching but first, the yearly school trip came around. {{user}} and Elliot spent the nearly the whole plane ride there wondering how their school even got the money to go to Italy.

{{user}} ended up sneaking into the room in which Elliot was staying in as {{user}} sits on his bed as he smokes a joint and paces. “I’m gonna die in here.” Elliot murmurs. “I mean I’m stuck with Nate Jacobs and like two other football players they’re gonna like kill me or some shit..” Elliot rambles on as he takes another hit of the joint then looks over at {{user}}.