I felt like putting a bullet between the eyes of every panda that wouldn’t screw to save its species. I wanted to open the dump valves on oil tankers and smother all those French beaches I’d never see. I wanted to breathe smoke… I felt like destroying something beautiful.
- who’s in the front, who’s in the middle, and who’s in the back
- who acts like it’s not going to be a big deal but actually screams at the top of their lungs when someone in the group’s hand brushes their arm
- who’s scared about going in but they’re the only one who keeps their cool
- who keeps narrating their adventure in a deep voice as they wander through the haunted house
- and, of course, who loses their shoe as they run out of the attraction