My Intoxication

The day kind of passed as a blur. The only high point was Geography and Lunch.
Frank, Gerard, Tragie and Me we’re sitting under this massive tree, eating our lunch.
“Want some of my sandwich?” Gerard asked Frank and Me. We looked at each other and then back at him.
“What’s in it?” Frank replied, eyeing the sandwich.
“Cheese and turk-” Gerard started but was cut of by me and Frank hissing “No!”
Tragik laughed and Gerard had this mock hurt look on.
“Fine, I was just trying to be friendly”
“Why would you ask that if you know me and Pansie are vegetarians?”
“Kicks”
“Word” I chimed in. Word was so my word.

“I have to go to the bathroom,” Gerard announced, standing up.
“You know… the law no longer requires you to announce that” I returned.
Gerard just laughed in a sarcastic manor and left. I was lying on top of Frank with my head on his shoulder.
“When’s that trip?” I asked Tragik, closing my eyes for a second. I was tired as hell.
“A few weeks? Maybe like … a week? Soon, I know that”
I nodded and Frank screeched, “It’s going to be rad! I’ve always wanted to go there!”
“To feed giraffes?” I teased.
“Shut up” Frank cried. What a drama queen….