—it’s the middle of the night. Do you know what happens to young girls alone in the dark? Bad things. Of course I’m coming with you.
Now, where are we going again?
I’ll be fine, Ginge. I used to be homeless. Believe it or not, ‘m pretty tough.
Then get it, don’t j-just stand there.
"I’ve gone to prom multiple times, had fights with the principal, a relationship with my teacher. When people ask if I wish I had gone to high school, I tell them that I’ve acted all of that stuff out, and it just doesn’t seem like fun."
- Shh! You’re the one who insisted on coming with me.
It’s kinda a long story.
By all means, do tell.
Might I ask how you got yourself into said situation?