Somewhere out there is a guy wearing a sports logo tshirt. It is blue and gold and he has no idea what it means. He bought the shirt today, at full price. He’s been growing a beard for a little over a month. He hates it. The hair is itchy on his face and he sees his father in the mirror. His father hates himself.
The world demands beards so he leaves it.
He laces up shoes with a name on them he does not recognize. To head to a place he does not like. His friends do though.
It is loud and full of people. He smiles. He is uncomfortable. His friends like his shirt. The song that plays reminds him of his father. The song is sad.
He dances with a girl he hopes sees him. She likes his beard.