We sat for hours. We talked loudly, louder than necessary. We laughed awkwardly, almost aggressively, as if if we laughed hard enough life would get scared and leave us alone. We cursed everything. Work before we had even known it. Marriage before we had even come close enough to another person to understand what it means to stay. Our parents. The town. The country. Tomorrow. We had that arrogance of people who own nothing and think that makes them untouchable. We used to say we would never become like them. And we meant it. That is what hurts more now. We meant it.