The other day, I was writing an Expository Writing essay in a Rutgers Library around 1AM. My friend texted me telling me she was in the same library working on her Expos paper too.
I finished mine so I packed up my stuff and tried to figure out where she was sitting. I crawled up to her cubicle and from the back I started lightly blowing to create a noise mimicking the wind outside on a cold chilly night. She wasn’t reacting so I slid over to the side of the cubicle, closer to her ear. I made the blowing noise even louder now and this time she stood up and looked right to left trying to figure out where the noise was coming from. As she was sitting back down, I let my eye peak out from the lower right hand corner right where I was kneeling down and when she saw me, she SCREAMED at the top of her lungs.
I die every time I imagine what everyone else in the library must have been thinking when she screamed.