“So, what’s on your mind?” Malcolm asked, noticing me talking to myself as per usual. I kept whispering “I’m an i***t” repeatedly, although I don’t think he understood what I was saying.
“Is it okay if I don’t mention it? I don’t even know how to explain it,” I replied, shaking my head. I wasn’t about to explain to him how I discovered time travel and got sidetracked by it. Despite him being my best friend, he wouldn’t understand my issues. Some things are better left unsaid.
“Of course. So, do you want to go to the nearest park, or do you want to get some food again?”
“I want to get more food,” I said, even though I wasn’t hungry in the least. I swear, I could eat every hour of the day if I wanted to.
“Cool cool, let’s go to McDonald’s then,” he said, pulling up his phone. He look
