“ Its been about what, 15 years?”

Krissy gasped. Her old pre-school pal, Jake, was standing before her.

“ Prolly’ more.”

Jake muttered, glancing at his phone, he seemed impatient.

“ I swear you look far different!”

Krissy grinned, leaning in for a hug, but Jake simply pulled away.

“ Nah, dont do that fam. Barely even know you my G.” He scratched the top of his head as Krissy blinked in confusion.

“ I’ve been studying about animals . . . ”

She murmured.

“ Its giving ‘ Erm, actually?’ ” Jake chuckled, shoving his hands in his pockets.

Krissy’s lip twitched with annoyance.

“ My grandma also passed away last year, car accide—”

“ Womp womp.”

Jake interrupted. He blinked, and let out a laugh, that mingled with a cough, turning into a weird choking wherze sound.

“ Did you just say womp womp?”

She gasped.

Be nodded, biting his lip.

“ How’s my jaw line? I’ve been mewing for a few months.” With that, he proceeded to shush her, and began carressing his jaw line.

“ That is morbid.” Krissy sniffed,

“ Mewing sounds . . . Lovely.” She said sarcastically. She rolled her eyes.

“ Yessir. Ight, I got somewhere to be, Karen. Buh -bye.”

He sniffled, turning back to the way he came.

“ My name isnt Karen . . . But it sounds lovely!” She called after him, unsure if what to do.

That encounter made her uncomfy.

“ Jit trippin . . . ” she gasped,

“ What did I just say?!” She cried out.