Falling and Catching Up

It was dark as hell and it seemed like I was the only student on campus.  It wasn't that dark though and I wasn't the only student on campus.  The sun was still somewhere around, but it was obscured by the clouds.  So, it was gloomy and there were a shitload of clouds everywhere making an imposing, oppressive ceiling foisting weird thoughts upon the community.

I saw a girl a bit down the way.  She was across the way from the library and she had big, beautiful, flowing hair.  I wasn't doing shit when I should have been doing a lot of shit.  What difference would it make if I killed some more time?  I'm so used to killing time.

Fuck it, I thought, I bet that girl's hair smells fucking great.  I'm gonna walk past her and get a big ole whiff of that shit.

I walked past her at a good pace and got my whiff.  Yup, she smelled great.  That was nice.  I for sure would sleep with that girl, I thought--as if I wouldn't sleep with just about any girl... not because I don't have any standards, but because I'm a nice guy!  I was about to turn around to watch her make backflips in my mind when two dots in the sky caught my attention.  I looked harder and saw that the two dots were way high as fuck up in the air.

I looked around and now it really felt like I was alone on campus.  I couldn't see anyone around for shit.

I looked back up to the sky and the little dots were getting a little bigger; they were kind of right above me.  It looked like two bodies wrapped in flags falling through the sky.  I kept watching, and they kept getting bigger and bigger.

Finally, I could tell it was two bodies falling through the sky.  They were wearing dark clothing and I really hoped they were skydiving or some shit.  I really didn't want two bodies to fucking crash and splatter anywhere near me... or anywhere really... unless they were two evil ass bodies... and even then...

Anyway, right above the tallest building on campus they both stretched out their arms and legs and floated down all fucking easy going and slow and landed right in front of me.  It was two dudes.  They both had cool mustaches.  It was Hemingway and Darwin!

Sweet!  "What's up guys?  What the fuck are you guys doing at my school?"  I asked.

"We just thought we'd stop by and say hello!"  Hemingway slapped me on the back.  "Let's get some coffees."  He started walking toward the coffee shop.

"What's wrong with my mustache?  You don't like it?"  Darwin eyed me.

"Ha ha, it's great huh?  And you guys have great dark clothing on!"  I said.

"You think Hemingway's is better?  He's just lucky.  What the hell did he have to do with how his mustache grew on his face?"

"Yea, yea... and you're a bit more famous than he is aren't you?"

"Yea, yea... whatever."  He smiled and winked at me.

We went and got a bunch of coffees and caught up on a bunch of shit.  We were all wearing dark clothing.