A Desperate Encounter

In the camp, tension brewed as Friedrich demanded his ID back from a mocking usherette. She held it just out of reach, grinning like a skibidi goon. He acted like he was on the edge, desperate to reclaim his identity. The younger usherette tried to keep things chill, but then the vibe shifted when the serious usherette returned his ID, leading him outside with a reproachful remark about life. Suddenly, Friedrich appeared in town, needing to spill his thoughts. He spoke of a girl with small feet and blooming lime trees, lost in his memories while the world faded into the dark, like a dank toilet moment.