May 8th, 2017
It was another Monday in May. We had finals in weeks, the students at Hollandus United want to get out (the Seniors even more so), and we have our big projects due soon.
It has been up and down here, but nowhere near as weird as what I think my friends and I were talking about in this city.
“Dude, I heard that there have been some crazy conspiracy theories with robots and shadow governments and stuff.” Tyson said. “That’s why I’m basing my final project on making a tabletop RPG based on those rumors.”
“That’s nice. I still have to figure out mine.” I replied.
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