(((The power went out while I was taking a bath lmao)))
I woke up in bed with Frank. We were both naked and it was really fucking hot because no one bothered to turn on the air.
I was still drunk as shit, since I'd only been asleep for two hours.
Honestly, it was one in the morning and I had no idea what I was doing. I kissed Frank on the forehead and got out of the bed.
Before I left the house, I put on clothes. No one wants to be seen naked and covered in come.
The hallways were empty, and I heard the sound of Joshua and Vincent snoring in one of the rooms.
On the table was one last bottle of bear. I drank the whole thing before heading out the door.
All I was wearing was a hoodie and a pair of Frank's jeans, that barely fit me.
It was really dark outside and I was stumbling drunkly into almost everything, including a few people as well as trees.
At one point, I almost got run over by a car.
In this small city in Missouri, there isn't much to do in the morning. Well, it wasn't really morning since the sun wasn't up yet.
I sort of skipped through the streets, feeling bored with nothing to do.
I considered going back to the house, but I was drunk so I wasn't thinking clearly.
Eventually, I just gave up trying to direct myself anywhere specific and just headed wherever the fuck I stumbled on.
Several people gave me weird looks but what the fuck, it isn't like I'd remember them doing so when I got back to Frank's house.
It was hard to walk, my upper legs were sore from what me and Frank did a few hours ago.
I started singing All The Small Things and just spinning around in circles, making myself even more dizzy then I already was.
It was terrible.
I finally had a thought in my mind after about ten more minutes of random spinning.
Maybe I should go to the train yard.
I JUST LAUGHED REALLY LOUDLY WRITING THAT SENTENCE OMF YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND HAHAHAHAH
I'm also crying too. I really can't be a proper writer. John Green probably just laughed when writing TFIOS, and Potato probs laughs while writing their fics. (edit: Uhh, actually I was laughing stop trying to sympathize with people smh)
Not me.
I'm an emotional mess writing this chapter cuz I'm lame af
~ DON'T H8 I'M ONLY FOUR YEARS OLD(edit: uhh stop)
Ari Thomas<3
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