anyone else have that classic middle school experience™ where you lost a nice pen and you saw someone else using it a day later and they’d never used it before so you asked them where they got their pen and they hesitated but then they said “from my house” and you didn’t have any evidence so you couldn’t accuse them of stealing it from you but you always knew deep down
this happened to me except I had my mom write my name on the inside of the bit you screw off to get at the ink, specifically for this reason, so when I found this girl with my pen I dragged her over to the teacher and when she tried to blow it off I had proof and I loved it because I was a vindictive 5th grade bitch
that’s wild






