They didn’t have
Spacecity
sweatshirts he thought now city in his chair. Not that he would have gotten one, but that’s probably the closest thing he would have bought a sweatshirt for. He did t go to college, and his high schools wasn’t like that. Maybe the teachers had a mug of a cup or something.
Even though they’d probably use the sweatshirt to track them more he thought. He wouldn’t put it past them. He had nothing from his time there. Just memories, even his Instagram posts were gone off their site replaced with new faces and new people.
He would still look at though, see if he knew anyone. Recognized anyone. He didn’t usually.