I did not, in fact, survive even two days without her. The first day, I sulked, firing incoherent orders at Cara, Dylan, and everyone else in my vicinity. The second day, I picked mundane arguments with Senior, Zach, Oliver, and a Starbucks barista who offered me a straw (“Do you like shitting all over your planet? Do you have another one stashed somewhere I should know about, for when the time comes and this entire place is underwater?”). By the third one, I was climbing the walls. Literally.
