I heard a noise upstairs, then footsteps, then coming down the stairs... Theres a girl in my house and i have no idea who she is or why shes there... She asks me how Im feeling... I, confused, reply rough.... She laughs and says me too. She goes on to say how grateful she is for letting her stay, and how she still cant believe her friend ditched her in a big city where she doesnt know anyone... Vague and fleeting memories begin to show themselves. I reply no, me neither, do you know what happened?... Hoping she continues to elaborate on the evenings events. She says no, but my mate is really apologetic and devastated at her behavior... I remember something about a train journey... I come clean and tell her I really cant remwmber much... So it turns out on the train on the way home last night after many, many drinks, Charlie and i saw a girl crying and invited her over to our table to cheer her up. She told the story of her evening and we did our best to calm her down and cheer her up. She said she might have to sleep on the train platform, to which we immediately responded with an offer of our spare bedroom. Apparently, even when blind drunk, were decent chaps lol I even did a cooked breakfast this morning so she felt better. What a bizarre day and evening
Posted on: Sun, 05 Oct 2014 10:04:17 +0000