I went to art studio around 1am to hang out with my friends (my roommate is an art major). We were doing homework and stuff, and then one of us declared that we should go to The Grill (a 24-hr diner).
Yayy. Midnight down town trips :D Anyho, we got there and being the cheap college student that I am, I ordered a $.75 biscuit. it was pretty yummy.
Our conversation started out normaly. Well, kind of. I talked about some stuff that has been bothering me, and then for some strange reason it morphed into Steve saying how much the Grudge sucked and from then on we all got into ghost stories.
By the time we noticed, it was passed 3 in the morning