I was out to some fancy dinner with justin and his family. The wait staff wasn’t very god and before even ordering we were annoyed with them. I ordered the 90 dollar option, which turned out to be abouthree bites of shrimp. I asked for the manager and complained that it was both an insignificant meal and that it was meat. He hdidn’t care on either account. I didn’t pay for food, though I’m not usre if someone covered me. While cleaning up after us, the manager droped all of the menus and I had a good laugh at his expense.
Jstin and I were going into the old barn for some reasn and it was obvious some animal had tried living there. I mentioned how a gopher had stayed there at one ponit. After afew minutes justin called out to me, asking what the hell was in the main room. I explained that it was the dragon I killed a few weeks ago. It was still smoldering after sseveral weeks had gone by, not having moved since I last saw it. I was fairly nonchalont about having killed hte dragon myself, but thenithe smoldering ashes of it got up and moved again before collapsing as I’d seen it do before. Freaked out still by that, I grabbed justin and told him we hd to leave.
Outside there was some douche teasing a guy on a grassy hill. It was pretty selippery from the rain, and the guy was trying to actch the bully to get something of his. I sneakily ran up, slipping a bit and got my videorcamera out and taepd them. I tried kicking the guys gelos out and making him slip, and yelling mudkips at him torying to confuse him. One of his friends was saying tsomething to him which the guy eventually understood. He sat down and slid down the hill. The person we were trying to help did the same, missing the bully slightly. I hit him head on and then pushed him into a pool.