Walking to the school president‘s house-he tells me to watch out, as i’ll probably have to do a thing. We walk in, and they’re sitting on a long couch. I walk over to the other side of the room and wait. I look at my organizer and someone makes a joke about it.
E and I are in a big room with lots of separate stalls. There’s a bunch of people waiting for them. I walk around looking for the shortest one. I come back around and try to sneak into one.
Walking around outside, come to a big pile of stuff. Dig around, try to see if there’s something worth taking. A storm is coming and we try to get it covered. There’s lightning and we leave.