บท 79: Trip back, and a pole?

Trip back, and a pole?

Life was hard but maintaining looks were harder. 

Maybe walking through a land of bugs would have been a much better choice. 

And why the hell did those morons have to declare war on us? It wasn't like I killed that trash anyway. 'Wait, did that guy, kill him?' It wasn't implausible. That guy who I tackled with at the gym was definitely strong. And he hinted at being employed, so I could assume as much. But I didn't have any proof. 

But even more than the fire of war, the matter of my sweater was getting more of my attention. 

I really was conflicted, if nothing else. 

And before I knew it, I had company. 

Company in the form of a lightning bolt that is. With a rumbling that nearly shattered all the glass white stream of thunder descended on us.