He put them on the floor and poured some of his beer into one of them, and some snacks into the other.I couldn't believe that Rachel had to eat like t...is. If it were me, I would be completely humiliated. Her costume didn't even have a hood, so everyone knew that it was her, and that she was eating and drinking out of a dog bowl. But I suppose, from Rachel's perspective, being this humiliated was a good thing!Jeff told me and Jess to mingle. "Stay together," he said. "Don't let each other out of. "They aren't yours," she said as she looked at me with a slightly irritated look. Then she turned back around. It felt like I'd been punched in the gut. Not mine, then who in the hell did they belong to. My mouth was suddenly very dry again. I looked around the room not exactly sure what I was looking for. Then I heard someone coming up the basement stairs from the guest room. I turned and there stood Jason from work. Yes, Jason from the cube next to me, Jason, 6 feet of brash arrogance. Jason,. I meet Jen at a café that we used to always hang out at. On one side, they serve mediocre food, but the reason we always went there was for the arcade. Before we each share our news, I convince her to play a few games with me. Our short gaming session brings smiles and frustration, and most importantly, reminds me of our long friendship.“You won, so why don’t you share first,” I say as we sit down.“I did win, so I should choose who goes first,” she says, smiling. “I’ll go, though. Skylar asked. The weather continues to be comfortable for sleeping outdoors.In an open space next to the outer wall, Ki Jung makes herself comfortable. Pulling her parka over herself like a blanket, she is about to fall asleep when someone kicks her foot, hard.“That’s my space your in! Get up! Either pay the fee for it or move on.”Ki Jung is instantly alert. She expected something like this might happen. Bullies are everywhere. And, when you are new and unknown, one is likely to show up and do their best to.