Five years later

[mrgimp15]

     It was nine in the morning, and I had just woken up from a night of heavy drinking. "Hey Max, A plane flew into the World Trade Center." I opened my eyes slowly and looked at Roger, my roommate, who was sitting at his desk in his part of our tiny little dorm room in Boston. "I'm gonna be late for class, tell me about it later." My music

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[rmdestruction]

That's crazy, I forgot about that!
I remember telling you expecting you to have a shocked look or go 'What the fuck!" and being surprised to see you pass it off. That's right, you thought it was a small plane or something.

I think that was one of my first beers I had, too ;)

[cobwebsnstrange]

It was quiet for the rest of the day. That pretty much sums it up I guess. I was in New York.