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Quoted By: >>9384111
Hi, /x/, story time.
I haven't been on here seriously for a while. Generally, I just check up on chanarchive to see if any good shit has gone down that I missed, and that usually satisfies me.
Earlier, the other night, I was chilling out, watching TV and eating pizza that I felt I deserved because I had just finished up a synopsis for a paper I wanted to do for a class. Suddenly, I hear a rapping. I stop and listen, cause the sound is just different enough for me to listen to. I hear it again, and I realize someone's knocking on the door.
I sit there, wondering if I should ignore them, becuase it's nearly midnight, and if they want something that badly, they can come back tomorrow like a normal fucking person.
By that time, though, the knocking had already stopped. I settled back down in the couch, figuring it was probably some drunk asshole, and I wasn't going to worry about it. Besides, my show was already back on.
Then something taps on my window. That's enough to scare me shitless- I live in a split-level, and I'm living in the bottom half, so the windows are a little above ground level.
I turn around and, sure enough, there's this kid crouching on the ground with his head cocked, looking at me.
(pic unrelated, except she looks like me)
I haven't been on here seriously for a while. Generally, I just check up on chanarchive to see if any good shit has gone down that I missed, and that usually satisfies me.
Earlier, the other night, I was chilling out, watching TV and eating pizza that I felt I deserved because I had just finished up a synopsis for a paper I wanted to do for a class. Suddenly, I hear a rapping. I stop and listen, cause the sound is just different enough for me to listen to. I hear it again, and I realize someone's knocking on the door.
I sit there, wondering if I should ignore them, becuase it's nearly midnight, and if they want something that badly, they can come back tomorrow like a normal fucking person.
By that time, though, the knocking had already stopped. I settled back down in the couch, figuring it was probably some drunk asshole, and I wasn't going to worry about it. Besides, my show was already back on.
Then something taps on my window. That's enough to scare me shitless- I live in a split-level, and I'm living in the bottom half, so the windows are a little above ground level.
I turn around and, sure enough, there's this kid crouching on the ground with his head cocked, looking at me.
(pic unrelated, except she looks like me)