You're in hell. You're staying with one of those families that seemingly never eats. They skip breakfast. Lunch rolls around and everyone says, “I'm not really hungry.” There are no snacks anywhere. Then they don't eat dinner until like 8PM.
I wonder if any medieval peasants stayed awake at night replaying awkward conversations
Just lying there in the dark thinking, “I was weird at the well”
What I find truly poetic about hippos being one of the deadliest animals on Earth is that they’re herbivores. Completely plant-based. They have no interest in eating you, they just genuinely seem to hate you on a personal level, and I respect that.