The Beginning of Something New Can Bring Up Old Issues

Tarik

June 24, 7:20 pm, DC, USA

Tarik decided that he hated America.

To be fair, DC wasn't that bad for a city. There were a lot more black people around than Tarik expected, and they were all rather friendly towards him. Sure, they were friendly in that weird, American way that came off as a little unhinged, but that was probably just the American culture or whatever. Probably.

The thing Tarik couldn't stand was the food.

It was a rather chilly night, even for Tarik. There was no breeze, but the air seemed to carry a tang of ice, piercing through Tarik and Gadiel's bones.

The couple walked down the National Mall, eating hot dogs and hating every second of it. Even Gadiel seemed rather disappointed, and he liked McD*nalds. Tarik had never been one to throw away food, but every time he saw a rubbish bin coming up on their walk, he was tempted to simply throw away his hot dog.