Expanding your horizons

Trees ignited with gold and orange consumed the campus buildings and the attention of Bethany and Angelica. It was autumn. A stench of frost ignored by the aroma of a vodka and tang. Two college seniors sat on an old bench, watching the sun set on a Tuesday night.

“I was eavesdropping in class, and I heard someone say ‘Oh, I’m always saying stupid shit.’” Bethany said, taking a swig from the bottle. “But it’s like, how often can you get away with saying something like that before you are a stupid shit?”

Angelica nodded pensively, never looking away from the horizon. She slowly sipped from the 32 oz. cocktail before responding.

“People around here are always calling me cheap. But, I’m not cheap. I just don’t have any money. Seems like you would need money to be cheap,” Angelica said.

Bethany squinted her eyes, letting the sun burn her eyes just a little.

“Sometimes I wonder if people really fall in love, or just allow their feelings to overreact to someone who is conveniently attractive. I don’t see a lot of fuggos in Nicholas Sparks novels,” Bethany retorted.

Not a muscle moved on Angelica’s face, watching the amber of the trees become brown with the sun’s departure.

“You ever think about how weird it is that we drink milk,” Angelica announced.

Bethany grabbed the Gatorade bottle, and chugged.

“What would happen if we died, and like, Thor was really the one true God,” Bethany said nonchalantly.

The sun had set. The sky now a cool shade of blue, with purples crawling back from the edge of the horizon. The two girls were bundled together on the bench, hands warming inside the hoodie pocket, hands hidden inside the pockets of their hoodies with one arm twined at the elbow.

“I don’t want to be a senior.” Angelica said before polishing off the drink.

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