Johanna is a traitor. I can't even. Let me explain this hiss'n
story and you'll suss it clear.

So my 200 was this lun, like I said. It was score raz for sure,
earnest truth. Everyone was there and I mean everyone. All my
besties and even some creeps. We danced, mum gave a speech, and
all of it was glitter proper. Anywise, I needed a powder and
I noticed Johanna skidded out somewheres, so I went to dig in and
find her. Well, find her I did, snogged up close with one Leo
Korhonen. They were swapping tongues behind the spritz cooler
barely out of sight of mum and me. Can you even?

That hissin' traitor knows I'm for Leo. I've been deep at him for
ten lun at least. Shes one of my score bodies, or sposed. But now
she's polar. I can't even. Who does that to a friend, and on her
two-hissin-hundred day? The worst part is I'm the last to suss,
apparently. Ezri didn't bat one bit when I came back crying.
Didn't offer me a shoulder neither, like it was me that skid out
on a friend. That's not oikea. It's polar that as damn. What did
I do? Some friends they was.

I couldn't tell mum. She was so overmooned by the party and so
proud I couldn't fuss on it. It's not her fault Johanna sucked up
Leo's tongue like a nag harpy. Johanna and Leo skidded out proper
after and I haven't seen them since. Ezri hung about, but cold.
I wandered the party the next whiles and it blurs in memory.
Everything like a dream, but wrong and bitter. I made it through
and smiled for mum and everyone left. Then it was time for me to
go.

Think I told you that I got a tram? Me and the girls were skidding
out to Mannerheim. I got a place up that way already and it was
going to be our own special thing. Well, I've still got the tram
and the place, but no girls. Mum sent me off thinking I'd have my
friends and be back in a lun or two, but look at this now. I lied
to mum and went lonesome.

The tram is razzy. It's just like I always wanted. I set it into
the tunnel and tapped out the directions to Mannerheim and kicked
off. It's on tunnel juice now and I've got hours and hours ahead
of me in the dark. Tram's got some lights if I want, but the glow
off the face of this pad feels more my mood.