No,” said the figure. “You seriously don’t recognize me?”
I looked at him closely: the pale face, the cape, the red
eyes, the ridiculously large fangs. I couldn’t place him.
“Um, do I know you from work?” I strained to remember if
he was one of my co-workers. I strained to remember if I
had a job.
“Goodness gravy, Belle—I sit next to you everyday in
English!”
“I’m sorry—every face at school kind of blends into one
conglomerate dull face except for the face of Edwart
Mullen, the love of my life.
— Harvard Lampoon
#nightlight #parody #twilight #life
