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It began as what he felt was just any regular morning when Vincent, a young psychology student, was getting ready to leave his small apartment for class. Outside, as he was locking the door, his neighbour Lisa met him in the hall. At first, she cheerfully greeted him, as always, but as she came closer, her expression changed to seeming deeply concerned. She turned around and quickly left the building without another word. He quickly assumed there had to be something in his face, and took out a pocket mirror, but he looked perfectly fine, which puzzled him... why did she act so strangely?

On the way to the university, Vincent realized something unusual:

It began as what he felt was just any regular morning when Vincent, a young psychology student, was getting ready to leave his small apartment for class. Outside, as he was locking the door, his neighbour Lisa met him in the hall. At first, she cheerfully greeted him, as always, but as she came closer, her expression changed to seeming deeply concerned. She turned around and quickly left the building without another word. He quickly assumed there had to be something in his face, and took out a pocket mirror, but he looked perfectly fine, which puzzled him... why did she act so strangely?

At the way to the university, Vincent realized something unusual: all the squirrels and birds were running about, to & fro. "Just where are they rushing off to?" he asked himself.

(I had to correct a grammar mistake I made... ughh. -_- "On the way", not "At the way"...)

It began as what he felt was just any regular morning when Vincent, a young psychology student, was getting ready to leave his small apartment for class. Outside, as he was locking the door, his neighbour Lisa met him in the hall. At first, she cheerfully greeted him, as always, but as she came closer, her expression changed to seeming deeply concerned. She turned around and quickly left the building without another word. He quickly assumed there had to be something in his face, and took out a pocket mirror, but he looked perfectly fine, which puzzled him... why did she act so strangely?

On the way to the university, Vincent realized something unusual: all the squirrels and birds were running about, to & fro. "Just where are they rushing off to?" he asked himself. He turned his head in the other direction, and in the distance he could see what seemed to be a man, standing. He stopped walking, trying to see if it could be... was he looking at him...?

It began as what he felt was just any regular morning when Vincent, a young psychology student, was getting ready to leave his small apartment for class. Outside, as he was locking the door, his neighbour Lisa met him in the hall. At first, she cheerfully greeted him, as always, but as she came closer, her expression changed to seeming deeply concerned. She turned around and quickly left the building without another word. He quickly assumed there had to be something in his face, and took out a pocket mirror, but he looked perfectly fine, which puzzled him... why did she act so strangely?

On the way to the university, Vincent realized something unusual: all the squirrels and birds were running about, to & fro. "Just where are they rushing off to?" he asked himself. He turned his head in the other direction, and in the distance he could see what seemed to be a man, standing. He stopped walking, trying to see if it could be... was he looking at him...?

Behind him Vincent began to hear a faint growling sound, getting louder. As he turned he saw a large black van barrelling down the street towards him.

Vincent dove out of the way just in time to avoid getting hit by the van, which skid to a stop beside him. Four men in black jumped out of the back and came toward him.

It began as what he felt was just any regular morning when Vincent, a young psychology student, was getting ready to leave his small apartment for class. Outside, as he was locking the door, his neighbour Lisa met him in the hall. At first, she cheerfully greeted him, as always, but as she came closer, her expression changed to seeming deeply concerned. She turned around and quickly left the building without another word. He quickly assumed there had to be something in his face, and took out a pocket mirror, but he looked perfectly fine, which puzzled him... why did she act so strangely?

On the way to the university, Vincent realized something unusual: all the squirrels and birds were running about, to & fro. "Just where are they rushing off to?" he asked himself. He turned his head in the other direction, and in the distance he could see what seemed to be a man, standing. He stopped walking, trying to see if it could be... was he looking at him...?

Behind him Vincent began to hear a faint growling sound, getting louder. As he turned he saw a large black van barrelling down the street towards him. Vincent dove out of the way just in time to avoid getting hit by the van, which skid to a stop beside him. Four men in black jumped out of the back and came toward him. The men were very scary looking, they all had on ski masks & carried clubs or rope. Vincent thought "now what is going on here?"

It began as what he felt was just any regular morning when Vincent, a young psychology student, was getting ready to leave his small apartment for class. Outside, as he was locking the door, his neighbour Lisa met him in the hall. At first, she cheerfully greeted him, as always, but as she came closer, her expression changed to seeming deeply concerned. She turned around and quickly left the building without another word. He quickly assumed there had to be something in his face, and took out a pocket mirror, but he looked perfectly fine, which puzzled him... why did she act so strangely?

On the way to the university, Vincent realized something unusual: all the squirrels and birds were running about, to & fro. "Just where are they rushing off to?" he asked himself. He turned his head in the other direction, and in the distance he could see what seemed to be a man, standing. He stopped walking, trying to see if it could be... was he looking at him...?

Behind him Vincent began to hear a faint growling sound, getting louder. As he turned he saw a large black van barrelling down the street towards him. Vincent dove out of the way just in time to avoid getting hit by the van, which skid to a stop beside him. Four men in black jumped out of the back and came toward him. The men were very scary looking, they all had on ski masks & carried clubs or rope. Vincent thought "now what is going on here?" He could smell something that smelt very familiar to him. Is it, is it really?

It began as what he felt was just any regular morning when Vincent, a young psychology student, was getting ready to leave his small apartment for class. Outside, as he was locking the door, his neighbour Lisa met him in the hall. At first, she cheerfully greeted him, as always, but as she came closer, her expression changed to seeming deeply concerned. She turned around and quickly left the building without another word. He quickly assumed there had to be something in his face, and took out a pocket mirror, but he looked perfectly fine, which puzzled him... why did she act so strangely?

On the way to the university, Vincent realized something unusual: all the squirrels and birds were running about, to & fro. "Just where are they rushing off to?" he asked himself. He turned his head in the other direction, and in the distance he could see what seemed to be a man, standing. He stopped walking, trying to see if it could be... was he looking at him...?

Behind him Vincent began to hear a faint growling sound, getting louder. As he turned he saw a large black van barrelling down the street towards him. Vincent dove out of the way just in time to avoid getting hit by the van, which skid to a stop beside him. Four men in black jumped out of the back and came toward him. The men were very scary looking, they all had on ski masks & carried clubs or rope. Vincent thought "now what is going on here?"

He could smell something that smelt very familiar to him. Is it, is it really? Who would be roasting bologna and hot mustard at this time of day? The smell transported Vincent back to his childhood in the country.

It began as what he felt was just any regular morning when Vincent, a young psychology student, was getting ready to leave his small apartment for class. Outside, as he was locking the door, his neighbour Lisa met him in the hall. At first, she cheerfully greeted him, as always, but as she came closer, her expression changed to seeming deeply concerned. She turned around and quickly left the building without another word. He quickly assumed there had to be something in his face, and took out a pocket mirror, but he looked perfectly fine, which puzzled him... why did she act so strangely?

On the way to the university, Vincent realized something unusual: all the squirrels and birds were running about, to & fro. "Just where are they rushing off to?" he asked himself. He turned his head in the other direction, and in the distance he could see what seemed to be a man, standing. He stopped walking, trying to see if it could be... was he looking at him...?

Behind him Vincent began to hear a faint growling sound, getting louder. As he turned he saw a large black van barrelling down the street towards him. Vincent dove out of the way just in time to avoid getting hit by the van, which skid to a stop beside him. Four men in black jumped out of the back and came toward him. The men were very scary looking, they all had on ski masks & carried clubs or rope. Vincent thought "now what is going on here?"

He could smell something that smelt very familiar to him. Is it, is it really? Who would be roasting bologna and hot mustard at this time of day? The smell transported Vincent back to his childhood in the country. Suddenly, the men removed all their masks! "Congratulations!", they all announced in a cheerful tone, "You have won this fine bologna and mustard bento box to eat, later in the day, and free bento boxes for a whole month!"

It began as what he felt was just any regular morning when Vincent, a young psychology student, was getting ready to leave his small apartment for class. Outside, as he was locking the door, his neighbour Lisa met him in the hall. At first, she cheerfully greeted him, as always, but as she came closer, her expression changed to seeming deeply concerned. She turned around and quickly left the building without another word. He quickly assumed there had to be something in his face, and took out a pocket mirror, but he looked perfectly fine, which puzzled him... why did she act so strangely?

On the way to the university, Vincent realized something unusual: all the squirrels and birds were running about, to & fro. "Just where are they rushing off to?" he asked himself. He turned his head in the other direction, and in the distance he could see what seemed to be a man, standing. He stopped walking, trying to see if it could be... was he looking at him...?

Behind him Vincent began to hear a faint growling sound, getting louder. As he turned he saw a large black van barrelling down the street towards him. Vincent dove out of the way just in time to avoid getting hit by the van, which skid to a stop beside him. Four men in black jumped out of the back and came toward him. The men were very scary looking, they all had on ski masks & carried clubs or rope. Vincent thought "now what is going on here?"

He could smell something that smelt very familiar to him. Is it, is it really? Who would be roasting bologna and hot mustard at this time of day? The smell transported Vincent back to his childhood in the country. Suddenly, the men removed all their masks! "Congratulations!", they all announced in a cheerful tone, "You have won this fine bologna and mustard bento box to eat, later in the day, and free bento boxes for a whole month!"

"Yipee, lunch is taken care of" Vincent exclaimed. He turns to Thomas (leader of the bologna Ninja's) and said "Are we still on for this afternoon?"

It began as what he felt was just any regular morning when Vincent, a young psychology student, was getting ready to leave his small apartment for class. Outside, as he was locking the door, his neighbour Lisa met him in the hall. At first, she cheerfully greeted him, as always, but as she came closer, her expression changed to seeming deeply concerned. She turned around and quickly left the building without another word. He quickly assumed there had to be something in his face, and took out a pocket mirror, but he looked perfectly fine, which puzzled him... why did she act so strangely?

On the way to the university, Vincent realized something unusual: all the squirrels and birds were running about, to & fro. "Just where are they rushing off to?" he asked himself. He turned his head in the other direction, and in the distance he could see what seemed to be a man, standing. He stopped walking, trying to see if it could be... was he looking at him...?

Behind him Vincent began to hear a faint growling sound, getting louder. As he turned he saw a large black van barrelling down the street towards him. Vincent dove out of the way just in time to avoid getting hit by the van, which skid to a stop beside him. Four men in black jumped out of the back and came toward him. The men were very scary looking, they all had on ski masks & carried clubs or rope. Vincent thought "now what is going on here?"

He could smell something that smelt very familiar to him. Is it, is it really? Who would be roasting bologna and hot mustard at this time of day? The smell transported Vincent back to his childhood in the country. Suddenly, the men removed all their masks! "Congratulations!", they all announced in a cheerful tone, "You have won this fine bologna and mustard bento box to eat, later in the day, and free bento boxes for a whole month!"

"Yipee, lunch is taken care of" Vincent exclaimed. He turns to Thomas (leader of the bologna Ninja's) and said "Are we still on for this afternoon?"

"Oh, well, I, um, sort of have plans," said Thomas. "You know Lisa, right?"

It began as what he felt was just any regular morning when Vincent, a young psychology student, was getting ready to leave his small apartment for class. Outside, as he was locking the door, his neighbour Lisa met him in the hall. At first, she cheerfully greeted him, as always, but as she came closer, her expression changed to seeming deeply concerned. She turned around and quickly left the building without another word. He quickly assumed there had to be something in his face, and took out a pocket mirror, but he looked perfectly fine, which puzzled him... why did she act so strangely?

On the way to the university, Vincent realized something unusual: all the squirrels and birds were running about, to & fro. "Just where are they rushing off to?" he asked himself. He turned his head in the other direction, and in the distance he could see what seemed to be a man, standing. He stopped walking, trying to see if it could be... was he looking at him...?

Behind him Vincent began to hear a faint growling sound, getting louder. As he turned he saw a large black van barrelling down the street towards him. Vincent dove out of the way just in time to avoid getting hit by the van, which skid to a stop beside him. Four men in black jumped out of the back and came toward him. The men were very scary looking, they all had on ski masks & carried clubs or rope. Vincent thought "now what is going on here?"

He could smell something that smelt very familiar to him. Is it, is it really? Who would be roasting bologna and hot mustard at this time of day? The smell transported Vincent back to his childhood in the country. Suddenly, the men removed all their masks! "Congratulations!", they all announced in a cheerful tone, "You have won this fine bologna and mustard bento box to eat, later in the day, and free bento boxes for a whole month!"

"Yipee, lunch is taken care of" Vincent exclaimed. He turns to Thomas (leader of the bologna Ninja's) and said "Are we still on for this afternoon?"

"Oh, well, I, um, sort of have plans," said Thomas. "You know Lisa, right?"

"Well, we are engaged and plan to have a stock of babies" "We are going to go wholesale"

It began as what he felt was just any regular morning when Vincent, a young psychology student, was getting ready to leave his small apartment for class. Outside, as he was locking the door, his neighbour Lisa met him in the hall. At first, she cheerfully greeted him, as always, but as she came closer, her expression changed to seeming deeply concerned. She turned around and quickly left the building without another word. He quickly assumed there had to be something in his face, and took out a pocket mirror, but he looked perfectly fine, which puzzled him... why did she act so strangely?

On the way to the university, Vincent realized something unusual: all the squirrels and birds were running about, to & fro. "Just where are they rushing off to?" he asked himself. He turned his head in the other direction, and in the distance he could see what seemed to be a man, standing. He stopped walking, trying to see if it could be... was he looking at him...?

Behind him Vincent began to hear a faint growling sound, getting louder. As he turned he saw a large black van barrelling down the street towards him. Vincent dove out of the way just in time to avoid getting hit by the van, which skid to a stop beside him. Four men in black jumped out of the back and came toward him. The men were very scary looking, they all had on ski masks & carried clubs or rope. Vincent thought "now what is going on here?"

He could smell something that smelt very familiar to him. Is it, is it really? Who would be roasting bologna and hot mustard at this time of day? The smell transported Vincent back to his childhood in the country. Suddenly, the men removed all their masks! "Congratulations!", they all announced in a cheerful tone, "You have won this fine bologna and mustard bento box to eat, later in the day, and free bento boxes for a whole month!"

"Yipee, lunch is taken care of" Vincent exclaimed. He turns to Thomas (leader of the bologna Ninja's) and said "Are we still on for this afternoon?"

"Oh, well, I, um, sort of have plans," said Thomas. "You know Lisa, right?"

"Well, we are engaged and plan to have a stock of babies" "We are going to go wholesale"

"But-- you have never even met her!!", Vincent said in shock, but then quickly came to realize that Thomas has a grandfather who is a leprechaun, and everyone knows what notorius liars leprechauns are. As he was noticing that Thomas tried to hide that he was lightly snickering, Vincent started thinking about the psychological consequences of having genetical heritage of a leprechaun.

It began as what he felt was just any regular morning when Vincent, a young psychology student, was getting ready to leave his small apartment for class. Outside, as he was locking the door, his neighbour Lisa met him in the hall. At first, she cheerfully greeted him, as always, but as she came closer, her expression changed to seeming deeply concerned. She turned around and quickly left the building without another word. He quickly assumed there had to be something in his face, and took out a pocket mirror, but he looked perfectly fine, which puzzled him... why did she act so strangely?

On the way to the university, Vincent realized something unusual: all the squirrels and birds were running about, to & fro. "Just where are they rushing off to?" he asked himself. He turned his head in the other direction, and in the distance he could see what seemed to be a man, standing. He stopped walking, trying to see if it could be... was he looking at him...?

Behind him Vincent began to hear a faint growling sound, getting louder. As he turned he saw a large black van barrelling down the street towards him. Vincent dove out of the way just in time to avoid getting hit by the van, which skid to a stop beside him. Four men in black jumped out of the back and came toward him. The men were very scary looking, they all had on ski masks & carried clubs or rope. Vincent thought "now what is going on here?"

He could smell something that smelt very familiar to him. Is it, is it really? Who would be roasting bologna and hot mustard at this time of day? The smell transported Vincent back to his childhood in the country. Suddenly, the men removed all their masks! "Congratulations!", they all announced in a cheerful tone, "You have won this fine bologna and mustard bento box to eat, later in the day, and free bento boxes for a whole month!"

"Yipee, lunch is taken care of" Vincent exclaimed. He turns to Thomas (leader of the bologna Ninja's) and said "Are we still on for this afternoon?"

"Oh, well, I, um, sort of have plans," said Thomas. "You know Lisa, right?"

"Well, we are engaged and plan to have a stock of babies" "We are going to go wholesale"

"But-- you have never even met her!!", Vincent said in shock, but then quickly came to realize that Thomas has a grandfather who is a leprechaun, and everyone knows what notorius liars leprechauns are. As he was noticing that Thomas tried to hide that he was lightly snickering, Vincent started thinking about the psychological consequences of having genetical heritage of a leprechaun.

Vincent finally realizes that the whole leprechaun thinking thing is giving him a splitting headache. He barely makes it into his first class, chemistry, on time.

It began as what he felt was just any regular morning when Vincent, a young psychology student, was getting ready to leave his small apartment for class. Outside, as he was locking the door, his neighbour Lisa met him in the hall. At first, she cheerfully greeted him, as always, but as she came closer, her expression changed to seeming deeply concerned. She turned around and quickly left the building without another word. He quickly assumed there had to be something in his face, and took out a pocket mirror, but he looked perfectly fine, which puzzled him... why did she act so strangely?

On the way to the university, Vincent realized something unusual: all the squirrels and birds were running about, to & fro. "Just where are they rushing off to?" he asked himself. He turned his head in the other direction, and in the distance he could see what seemed to be a man, standing. He stopped walking, trying to see if it could be... was he looking at him...?

Behind him Vincent began to hear a faint growling sound, getting louder. As he turned he saw a large black van barrelling down the street towards him. Vincent dove out of the way just in time to avoid getting hit by the van, which skid to a stop beside him. Four men in black jumped out of the back and came toward him. The men were very scary looking, they all had on ski masks & carried clubs or rope. Vincent thought "now what is going on here?"

He could smell something that smelt very familiar to him. Is it, is it really? Who would be roasting bologna and hot mustard at this time of day? The smell transported Vincent back to his childhood in the country. Suddenly, the men removed all their masks! "Congratulations!", they all announced in a cheerful tone, "You have won this fine bologna and mustard bento box to eat, later in the day, and free bento boxes for a whole month!"

"Yipee, lunch is taken care of" Vincent exclaimed. He turns to Thomas (leader of the bologna Ninja's) and said "Are we still on for this afternoon?"

"Oh, well, I, um, sort of have plans," said Thomas. "You know Lisa, right?"

"Well, we are engaged and plan to have a stock of babies" "We are going to go wholesale"

"But-- you have never even met her!!", Vincent said in shock, but then quickly came to realize that Thomas has a grandfather who is a leprechaun, and everyone knows what notorius liars leprechauns are. As he was noticing that Thomas tried to hide that he was lightly snickering, Vincent started thinking about the psychological consequences of having genetical heritage of a leprechaun.

Vincent finally realizes that the whole leprechaun thinking thing is giving him a splitting headache. He barely makes it into his first class, chemistry, on time.He realizes he spent too much time thinking about what Vincent said and forgot to what his lab was that day. He sticks his hand into his pants and finds his lab notes.

It began as what he felt was just any regular morning when Vincent, a young psychology student, was getting ready to leave his small apartment for class. Outside, as he was locking the door, his neighbour Lisa met him in the hall. At first, she cheerfully greeted him, as always, but as she came closer, her expression changed to seeming deeply concerned. She turned around and quickly left the building without another word. He quickly assumed there had to be something in his face, and took out a pocket mirror, but he looked perfectly fine, which puzzled him... why did she act so strangely?

On the way to the university, Vincent realized something unusual: all the squirrels and birds were running about, to & fro. "Just where are they rushing off to?" he asked himself. He turned his head in the other direction, and in the distance he could see what seemed to be a man, standing. He stopped walking, trying to see if it could be... was he looking at him...?

Behind him Vincent began to hear a faint growling sound, getting louder. As he turned he saw a large black van barrelling down the street towards him. Vincent dove out of the way just in time to avoid getting hit by the van, which skid to a stop beside him. Four men in black jumped out of the back and came toward him. The men were very scary looking, they all had on ski masks & carried clubs or rope. Vincent thought "now what is going on here?"

He could smell something that smelt very familiar to him. Is it, is it really? Who would be roasting bologna and hot mustard at this time of day? The smell transported Vincent back to his childhood in the country. Suddenly, the men removed all their masks! "Congratulations!", they all announced in a cheerful tone, "You have won this fine bologna and mustard bento box to eat, later in the day, and free bento boxes for a whole month!"

"Yipee, lunch is taken care of" Vincent exclaimed. He turns to Thomas (leader of the bologna Ninja's) and said "Are we still on for this afternoon?"

"Oh, well, I, um, sort of have plans," said Thomas. "You know Lisa, right?"

"Well, we are engaged and plan to have a stock of babies" "We are going to go wholesale"

"But-- you have never even met her!!", Vincent said in shock, but then quickly came to realize that Thomas has a grandfather who is a leprechaun, and everyone knows what notorius liars leprechauns are. As he was noticing that Thomas tried to hide that he was lightly snickering, Vincent started thinking about the psychological consequences of having genetical heritage of a leprechaun.

Vincent finally realizes that the whole leprechaun thinking thing is giving him a splitting headache. He barely makes it into his first class, chemistry, on time. He realizes he spent too much time thinking about what Thomas said and forgot what his lab was that day. He sticks his hand into his pants and finds his lab notes. He moves over to his usual spot where his lab partner is always waiting for him. Except today he wasn't there.