gossip is a pretty powerful thing you know.. i love gossip. i also love secrets. not to spread round but just to make me feel special! Wednesday night was definitely no secret. gossip doesn't even cover it!
Thursday started off pretty normally. i awoke to a nasty stream of bright sunny light heating my face. i then dragged the duvet over my head while mumbling something about the lecture that i was missing wasn't important anyway and that whipped cream would probably get the notes.
it was a normal morning until i suddenly remembered the picture from the night before and was trying to recall if it had been a dream or actually real... no sleep for me. so i took the phone out and lo and behold it most definitely wasn't.
i was up out of bed and txting whipped cream straight away asking for more details. he replied by sending a zoom in shot of the already traumatising image ingrained into the back of my skull. even the hardest spirits will have a tough job of removing that. all praise the makers of vodka!what cant potatoes do??!
my morning was spent enterprisingly i would think. i may not have made it to the lecture but i most certainly learnt things along the way to it. some 3 people i bumped into over a 6 minute walk into college who had heard of the previous nights.... events!
milk whisked cookies away with her to her apartment after the club, and everyone was privy to it. speculation is a mighty powerful force..
when i ran into milk i asked how the night was and all she did was smile.. something like a Cheshire cat.
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