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~*Panera Bread

My mom took me out to eat at panera bread before i went off to Mike's house to do some math homework.
My mother was sick, obviously. Sipping, half-dead, groaning, eyes watery and red. The best way of describing her is that she looked like my retarded cat Cloudy. One eye seemed to squint while the other one refused to shut.
I already knew we weren't going to talk. Heck, we don't even talk when we eat together anyways. So for some odd reason, i began to eavesdrop on two people far away from me.
I don't know - i assumed it was a girl. But she dressed up like a guy, totally, compeletely. Her northface jacket covered this female body of hers, saggy basketball shorts, sneakers and a baseball hat. Her hair was covered in her hoodie - her voice was very tom-boyish.
Raspy. She seemed pissed. As this rather large lady, who i assumed was her mother, sat down. She instantly said:
'Let's talk about some s**t.'
The mom responded with a hum. She then dropped her chips.
'And?' she said as she picked up the chip bag.
I couldn't understand the rest, but then i heard the tomboy say, 'I hate walking inside the house having to feed her or even see her! She can obviously feed herself.'
So, i thought some silly sister fight.
The mother responded calmly to her. Then a few bites the tommy says, 'I'll be 21 tomorrow.'
The mom seemed more interested in her chicken sandwich than the conversation. I would never understand what was going on.

I then got up to put away the trays. A group of college students sat down. Two females and one male. The girl wearing a green shirt talked the most - mostly about herself. She was laughing while her other 2 friends listened.
All I heard was: 'She wants me to throw out my clothes. I'm not going to change my sense of fashion.'
While her two friends responded with a dead. uhhuh.

Then we left.