Encounter

I was crossing Washington Square Park between classes when it hit me.

A troll.

It freaking barreled right into me, knocking me on my keister. I did what any self-respecting monster hunter would do. I fought back. Took a minute before I realized I was kicking the stuffing out of a clumsy street performer in a gorilla costume.

Okay, so trolls can't come out in the sunlight and they don't wear rubber masks. Duh! I knew that.

At least I know my reflexes are as good (or as bad?) as ever.