Jesus why every time I come to this park to smoke there’s always an EMS “bus” and an FDNY Captains car riding around.
I mean, I know smell carries. But, nothing “burned.”
Or did it?
Did I set fire to the park?
*He checks behind him.*
Nope. The park is fine.
So….like……WHY….do…they…..
“Ever feel like you’re being watched?” Sean asked as they crossed the street.
“Can’t say that I have.” Said Jason.
They rounded the corner. “Do you feel like you’re being watched right now?” Jason asked.
“Not now, but- there he is!”
Sean pointed a finger straight ahead at a man who looked about 40.
“Him?”
“No! The roach on the lamppost.”
“Are you…joking?”
“I wish. I’ve seen that piece of shit three times at work.”
“How…can you be sure?”
“I know it! I tried killing it, that’s why.”
“Or it’s one of its posse?”
“You think?”
Jason remained silent.
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