I remember seeing an old friend at the gas station. At first, I did not recognize him. The person seemed to be calling out to me, but I did not mind, I though he was just calling another person from behind me. He got out of his car and called me, at first I thought he looked quite familiar, and I realized it was Domz, my team mate during high school.
Dang! He changed a lot, from the tall skinny guy with long hair, to a clean-cut muscled lad. He looked pretty different though, coz he used to have radical-free skin, but now he looked like he’s been attacked by acne infecting aliens. I did not tell him that of course, and I’ve tried not to look directly at his face while we talked. I was just thinking that this guy really need a kick ass dermatologist who can advise him what best acne treatment can help him rid of those skin problems.
He looks pretty rich now though, well he’s been financially stable ever since, but what can you do with all your cars and cash if you got a bad looking skin and face, right? He’s probably too busy to even visit a dermagod, but I hope he will find time. I mean money can save him from being ridiculed, people may not say it on his face, but of course, people could not help but notice such a sight.