That Can’t Be Right
Jesus. Is… no. That’s off, right? Like, you keep it ahead or something. It said, like, 7:00 when I looked at it last. I mean, the sun was on its way down, not back up.
No, wait. Hold on. Wait. What day is it? Something’s wrong here. Have you looked out the window? What day was it, when we started in here? No, not of the week, I mean the date. Yeah. Yes, July.
So what’s with the snow? And the sky. Look, when we started here, I guaran-fucking-tee you the sun didn’t look that way.
What the fuck is this?