He sits next to me.  The smell of saltine crackers surrounds the air around him, as he stands up to walk past me this smell becomes more and more apparent.  He sits down, eager to spread his cracker smell.  His phone unlocks, I watch as he opens the tiktok app, turns up his volume, and ignores the earbuds sitting to the side.  I pick up my pencil to complete my essay as the sounds pick up through my left ear and move to my right.  Its almost as bad as when his mother showed up at my doorstep, entering my home under the rouse of a legal issue.  I ride the bus back to my house, the bus that he used to ride.  Everytime I go to the store I smell those disgusting ass wet saltine ass crackers and think of him