Dammit John, you're up to something! I've seen that look before...
You're damn right I'm up to something.
Dammit!
What?
What are you up to!?
Something. I'm up to something.
"Senior Year"
I am afraid of spiders, fireworks, and bad breath. Because I am afraid of spiders, I avoid any unnecessary trips to my home’s basement. Because I am afraid of fireworks, I avoid being around too many strangers four days into the seventh month of our decidedly Gregorian calendar. Because I am afraid of bad breath, a great majority of my candy budget is devoted to mints.
So ingrained are these fears, that certain quirks have ingrained themselves into my mannerisms and general behavior. For