we are sitting on the megabus. it’s dark because it’s nighttime. we both have our earbuds in because we are trying to get in a little nap before we get to Chicago and have a fun-packed weekend with Amanda. i see molly rummaging through our empty hardees bags and think perhaps she is looking for a stray fry, maybe her chicken tenders didnt quite hit the spot. then Molly taps me and asks if I have any napkins…
no I don’t have napkins, she points to the ground and in the shadowy light cast from the man behind us I see the problem. there is pink milkshake all over mollys foot, her purse, the floor. we just look at for a minute or two. we giggle. I take some kleenex out of my bag and Molly uses wadded up napkins to wipe off her feet. we are still perplexed at how the milkshake fell, but we need to clean up the sticky pink goo. i get her a handiwipe that i have been saving for months from my bag to get her foot clean, I knew it’d come in useful. cleaning up the floor and her bag would prove to be most interesting. while she used the remaining mositure from the handiwipe on her purse I leaned over her and wipe up the floor with our hardees bags…i’m sure we looked quite strange. but we got the job done. no more pink milkshake on this megabus floor.
and we have our earbuds back in.
