By the time time Derek was done doing everything at his work, the storm had passed and it was almost dry. We took the bus to the Queens Mall to kill some time before everything was completely dry. We catch the subway back to Derek's to find that the basement we were living in flooded. While Derek cleaned that up, Jeff and I left to film some runs across the street (we're good friends like that). I'll put up a clip later.
When Derek finishes, we walk down the street to a little Mexican restaurant, eat, then go back to his place to drink on the porch a bit. Some of Derek's friends come over and I'm awkward around people I don't know so Jeff and I leave to push around the city. I hate skating in front of people, but I'm under the influence enough to not care. Jeff says I skated into a tree. I don't remember.
It was flooded down there
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