Bus, Alligator clip, Girl

The content doesn't make sense, like usual.

The bus driver is crazy. Almost flipped the bus a bunch of times. The trip is over. There was some girl that I was with, not sure who. Soon after going our separate ways, I am talking on the phone to a girl, about the sunrise. Or was it sunset? I forgot to return something to her that was hers. It was an alligator clip, I'm pretty sure it was. Why an alligator clip?

Then I am around her house again. Some little boy asks me if I have what belonged to the girl. I deny, holding it in my left hand. I think I just wanted to return it to her myself.

The rest is murky.

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