🚓 Definitely, not my week. A couple of days after the principal’s office episode, I ran into the police. Better, the police ran into me. Pink-handed, mid-vandalism. A bit tense, predictably, at first, but not even a slap on the wrist. 2AM, in the alley behind the biggest police station in the area. Yup, I’m that clever. Got told to pick up my stuff, and go home. I did.
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