And then I woke up in my own apartment...
I could hardly remember anything from last night.
I still knew that I met an old friend who I grew up with... her name was Celine.
I also knew that I danced a lot, talked to a lot of people and then there was also an Instagram post that I uploaded.Oh no.
I quickly get up from the sofa Hannah probably left me on in the middle of the night after driving me home in my drunk state.
Panicking, I looked for my cell phone, found it in my pocket and opened Instagram.
Well, that wasn't too bad.
It was actually kind of cute.After this relief I first crept into the bathroom to see my hideous condition in the mirror.
Smeared make-up, dark circles under the eyes.
I don't even start with the hair. I check my cell phone one more time.
No new messages.
What time was it anyway?
8:34 a.m.
I had an interview at 4 p.m. - enough time to relax.I started with a nice warm shower, then made myself a delicious breakfast while I tried to write a song.
I repeatedly scribbled words on the lines and crossed them out again a few seconds later.
That just could not be the case.
Why was it so difficult for me to find the right words?I spent the rest of my time on Netflix. Then I went to the interview. I didn't have to worry about make-up or clothes this time ... luckily.
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