I sit down and the crowd is so intense, people can't move left or right without having to wait ten minutes to get anywhere. The building is CROWDED, holy goodness. People are chittering and chattering causing the room to fill with sound like one giant beehive. I focus on one girl with long, straight, brown hair. Her pale skin looks yellow under the luminescent lighting. She stands awkwardly and is constantly glancing from side to side. Her timid nature gets her pushed around by the crowd.
The crowd is slowly starting to make its way out the door. When I say slowly, I mean slowly. Literal baby steps. The crowd itself is dressed casually. They look young. I assume they're middle schoolers because the sea of shiny braces and greasy, young faces screams adolescent puberty. They are either talking obnoxiously or fixated on their phones.
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