I had no interest in the prom. On the day ahead, when many seniors were taking the day of, my English class had a guest speaker about Shakespeare, so I had to go to school. After that, I went to the gun range with my dad, and then my parents took me to Frankie’s oyster restaurant, under the bride/tunnel on-ramp in Norfolk. It was nice.
To this day, I’ll pick time with my parents over any alternatives ...
Those bride/tunnels can be dangerous.