It was the last day of high school after graduation, me and the boys went out to smoke some weed at a cafe. I went home early because I don't like getting too emotional since that could probably be the last day we see each other face to face, I didn't like the sadness rising up in me so I left.
On the way home, I bought a burger at a stall, ham, cheese, and egg. I decided to go to a park and ate in silence. I was at a pretty low point on that day, but I guess the burger just taste better than anything I have ever eaten. So yeah, just a really good cheeseburger on a cold night.
Next week, I found out my friends got arrested by the police while I got away scot free lol.
Moral of the story: always go home early and burgers are delicious