And so the drunken calls have begun.
Midnight I'm barely asleep, really just pretending because I promised my mum I'd get up this morning which I obviously have done so go me. Flashing lights make me feel dizzy behind my eyelids but I think "maybe I am just going insane."
That was my first thought.
My second was I'm sane, sober and fed. There is no explanation for disco shows in my head.
Maybe I have cancer.
Or maybe it's just drunks! He hangs up when I answer and sends me a text saying he's drunk. Or least it was a text trying to say this. And then, this is the best part. This is the reason I'm sharing because everybody gets drunken calls, I'm not special.
About twenty minutes later my phone flashes again and I'm faced with a text that runs thusly:
;-) cat
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