"That's why they sent (i)you(i)?"
The man decided not to take his briefcase off the side-by-side. A discussion of work-to-date on a legal issue with a major institution would have to wait. "Actually," he deliberately chose his wording so as not to exclude anyone, "Some guy's or girl's scientific audio equipment charted an earthquake in this area."
"Really? Is that what happened last night?"
The hungover people went about nursing themselves back to the land of the living. "You tell me."
"An awful lot of noise."
"That's what we are to you. (i)Our generation(i)."
"I'm sensing (i)tensions(i)."
Grumbles.
"Anyone want to start?"
Sighs. And an "I thought we were on our own."
"TRAMP!" A late waker walked up to one of the young women and declared. People literally ran and took defensive positions as if there might be a throw down. Some stood behind each woman, others formed a spectacle ring. People also bickered amongst themselves and pitched out words of support like (i)You tell her(i) and (i)stand your ground(i). The noise.
This frenzy lasted for about four minutes and then everyone mostly just walked away.
"It's (i)not(i) going to be (i)you(i)!" Someone hollered.
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