Nov 9, 2019
of all of the words rolando would use to describe himself, shameful was never one of them. he scooped another spoonful of cheerio’s into his mouth before tucking the spoon back into the cardboard box. dipping to the right to dodge a biker annoyingly zooming down the sidewalk, the box of cereal jostled with a little milk spilling out. was eating out of the cereal box embarrassing? maybe. was rolando going to stop and wash a bowl with five minutes to get to class? absolutely not. “oh f--” he muttered when he realized the spoon slipped further into the box.
