"Ahhhh damn where is he? He's 15 minutes late already," I say as I impatiently awaited my friend on a hot day.

Today was just one of those days, those average painstakingly tiring days where you just wanted to get in bed and be useless. Even so, there's got to be merit in spending time with a friend getting boba after finals.

"Heeeeeeeeeey, Will."

I hear it, the unmistakable call of my very unique black friend.

"Quincy, what took you so long? It's already been half an hour already," I say with an irritable tone in my voice.

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"Yeah, sorry, the judicial board meeting was getting heated since this one guy was pushing his stupid agenda and we went longer than expected. Student government is awful," Quincy states.

"Never mind that let's just get boba already, I'm so thirsty I might die," I sigh.

Little did I know how much of a jinx those words turned out to be.

"Ok, so there's this shop that sells this really cool anime merchandise. I want to check it out," I exclaim.

"We just have to cross this next street and we'll reach it. I have a few hours to spare before I have to shut myself in our dorm to work," Quincy responds.

As we cross the street I feel the sudden change of wind  and a brief glance to my left. The sudden but disastrously loud noise of a truck's horn. It was at that moment, that singular moment of carelessness it happened. The event that would forever change our lives.