I don't even know

Keith was a very unparented kid he has zero concept of stranger danger and lance is just fucking stupid

for context where i live is a xearly 100km run and we used to voluntere at one of the 'pit stops' (runners could refill water, grap protein bars, hot broth and stuff on the run). next to setup and clean up one of our jobs was to take note of the first 20 runners sart numbers they had on back and front.

(it was a control thing. if a runner was never under the top 20 but suddenly was in the top on the finish line that was suspicious)

at our posts the first runners usually came shortly after midnight with the main bulk comming in around one

anyway shortly before midnight a guy with full running gear and headlamp was running past us and it caught us off guard because that was usually early and in a moment of panic my friend shouted after him and it went pretty much like this her: wait! your number!

him, actually stopping and turning around: what?

her, scrambling for pen and paper: i need your number!

him, flustered: thank you, but i don't usually give my number to strangers.

Her: no i mean your start... number. (realizing he has no number on his shirt nor would an actual runner in the race stop for this) you are not from the 100km race are you.

based off the album “celestial blues” by king woman

9th Dec, 2017

15th Dec, 2017