Hain

A cigarette. Or the act of lighting one up and taking a long drag like you’re trying to inhale the entire universe. Came from a bunch of snotty British kids who thought Hyde Lane was a fancy place to puff on smokes instead of doing actual work.

Something so over the top it might as well be screaming at you. Like when your mom yells at you for eating the last slice of pizza and then your dad sides with her.

When it’s raining, but it also feels like someone is throwing ice cubes at your face. It’s like nature is trying to kill you with a combo of wet and cold.

The biggest man you’ve ever seen. Like a mountain wearing a suit. Can shoot hoops better than your gym teacher and is always in every group chat because he’s too scared to miss out.

The act of lighting up a smoke. Started by a bunch of British kids who thought they were cool. They were wrong.

The worst person in Canterbury. Like the arch-bitch of the school. She’s the reason you’re still in that class.

I Hate. It’s the most basic form of being a human. Everyone does it. Everyone hates something. You’re just not doing it loud enough.