So, funny story, I was chilling in the union room today at my college before my last class of the day after five hours of classes up to that point. I was minding my own business drawing a picture of Hannah while watching a playthrough of Bioshock 1, to which the person playing was beating people with a wrench, when I suddenly see someone walk over to my chair. Oddly enough, it was a little boy no older than four, on his own, saying something to me. I was able to swivel the table my laptop was on away from him without drawing much attention to what I had been listening to. When I listened to what he said, it sounded a little off and I asked hi