the sky is broken

liz and i wander back from the cafeteria after eating a somewhat satisfactory if not strangely familiar dinner of rice and chicken, with salad.

"....stronger?" i couldn't catch a word of what liz was saying, so i ask her to repeat herself.

she laughs and holds her hand up.

"you answered my question with that question. i was wondering if i should speak with more volume."

she is rather soft-spoken. but then i am over-spoken.

yeah, i have the power to make up words on here.