I am continuously finding myself in fucked up situations where Reece has to come save my ass. When Reece came and got me from jail he didn't say shit until we were back at my house and then he only told me to "get my shit and follow him home" because I was "no longer allowed to be alone" and with that we went back to his house and sat around on his couch for 3 hours.
I practically lived at Reece's house for a month even though my parents were home and had been there for a couple weeks when I finally went home I found that my parents had officially splint each thinking the other stayed so I called Reece and Justin to help me come get my shit and take it back to Reece's house because his mom said that I could stay in their basement till I get my shit straightened the fuck out which was awesome because there was a set of doors leading to outside wide enough to get baby through.
