2019: Fifty-Five

Today was a real day of reckoning. Everyone had something to prove. I needed to prove to my family that my mess food’s quality had deteriorated, my grandparents needed to be satisfied and enthralled with where I study, my parents wanted to chill, and my aunt wanted to impress my friends.

Safe to say, everyone succeeded. Barring me. They loved my mess food.


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