If I were any sort of real person I wouldn't sneak out of my apartment at midnight on a desperate hunt for corn chips. In one of the trendiest cities on the Asian continent. Even Eurasian continent. In pajama pants and dress shoes. Without socks. In a country that uses corn as a garnish.
God I wish I had a casual pair of shoes. And why oh why were there *that* many people using the elevator tonight? I've never seen that many co-tenants. And did I really have to go to the Family Mart on the main street? Only to settle for these things?
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