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At Least I Got Food

I woke up with a pounding headache. My room was spinning and my vision was blurry. It was like when I had my first drink ever all over again.
It took me a second but my alarm was ringing. I turned my head to try and find where my phone was but to no avail.
The ringing was only getting louder and more irritating at this point.

I sat up but immediately fell back into my bed, gripping onto my pounding head. Jesus, what happened yesterday?
The only thing I remember is that Trey locked us onto the roof and one thing led to another and—
Oh.
Great.
Awesome.
Terrific.
And can this stupid fucking alarm shut up??

I rubbed my eyes aggressively as eye boogers fell onto my sheets. (let's not talk about it.) I stretched my arms and collapsed onto my bed in exhaustion. That took way more energy out of me than it should've.
Again with this stupid alarm; I whacked my phone onto the floor. It made my phone silence for a graceful 10 seconds, before my phone rang again. This time from a phone call.
But my phone was alll the way on the floorrrr and I was all the way over hereee.... it just wasn't worth it.

I searched for my glasses in my bedside table, definitely knocking over something. I don't have time to deal with that right now though.

I put in my glasses and for a split second there, I thought I saw Jesus, I was not ready for that clear vision.

p.s, i don't normally wear glasses but when I wake up I do cause my vision sucks in the morning for some reason.

I prepared myself for one of the hardest tasks of the day: standing up with alcohol in your body. I used all the mighty strength I could muster up at the moment (which wasn't much) and stood up. Only to fall back down. "This is hopeless." I muttered under my breath.

It took a while, but eventually I was out of bed, but still using my wall as support and I think I knocked over my lamp. I limped forward a little and stubbed my toe on the leg of my stupid chair.
Normally, I'd be crying, screaming, ripping out my hair, rolling around on the floor in pain and agony but no. I didn't feel anything, my toe was completely numb.
Not sure if it's a good or bad thing but I'll leave it to sober me to find out later.

I came across my phone, picked it up and dropped it back down after the animation of like 300 notifications kept coming in and in from the SAME PERSON. No Caller ID!

They were mostly just hey, how you holding up, and hey again texts from someone I didn't even know. Probably a wrong number.

I limped out of my room and set my phone into the kitchen island and further into the island was a black plastic bag with a flimsy christmas bow slapped onto it. I walked over to it and the closer I got, the more of a food stench I could smell from it. A sticky note was stuck onto it as well.

Sorry I got you high. -Trey

He put so much effort into that I think I'm crying a little.
I crumbled the note aside and opened the bag. The smell finally hit me like glory. In a black plastic container contained what looked like 12 pieces of crispy buffalo chicken wings, another container which contained 3 ravishing korean corn dogs, a cold bottle of water and a massive wad of cash which also had a sticky note on it. I'm already getting tired of reading.

You didn't do all 3 shots but you basically passed out on our way back so just take it. -daddy T

As he should. I took the wad of cash, stuffed it into my bra and rushed to the other side of the island, had a seat on a stool and basically inhaled most of the barbecue wings. There was only 7 left and since I don't have a healthy relationship with food, my relationship with food is actually very unhealthy,
I forced myself to eat one more so that the amount left would be an even number. It's just more satisfying, I'm sorry.

I suddenly got a notification from No Caller ID again saying "How's the food"
I called it, I have a stalker.

me
who are you and what do you want from me

No Caller ID
i'm the atom on your wing

I paused before putting my wing in my mouth.

No Caller ID
are you actually hesitant of eating the wing now?

me
...

No Caller ID
ur stupid

No Caller ID
it's Trey

No Caller ID
don't block me

That's funny cause I was actually about to do that lol

No Caller ID
i got the food for u selfish brat

me
selfish WHAT

No Caller ID
devyn made me wash the dishes last night cuz u were basically dead

me
and? ur supposed to do that anyway you bitch

No Caller ID
i could've done it in the morning and gotten myself a good night sleep

me
what does this have to do with anything

No Caller ID
i deserve a thank you for the giant wad of cash i basically handed to you for free

me
for free?

me
for. free???

me
i don't even feel real. my toe in numb, i think it's about to fall off any second now, and i feel like my old pet cat who died from giving birth to too many kittens.

No Caller ID
you feel pregnant?

me
shut up

No Caller ID
lol i gotta get back to class but if it makes u feel better i still have to do whatever u say for the whole day
READ 9:31

me
can u bribe ur way into getting me a new roommate?

No Caller ID
no

me
then i don't want ur stupid favours

No Caller ID
well when u do, just text me 😉

I can do things myself, thank you. I closed up the remaining of the buffalo wings and tossed them into the fridge, as well as my corn dogs which I haven't eaten yet because I have a gluten allergy.

I'm kidding, I'm saving them for later.
While Trey was gone, I finished watching Euphoria, and continued watching Superstore while eating the leftover pomegranate seeds I found in the fridge. Not very eventful.