Crowded Loneliness

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  Mikah came back into the house at 3 AM, laughing drunkenly and drinking more vodka. "Jaaaaaaade! We need more tequilaaaa!"
  I was curled up on the couch, worrying. She was gone all night, and now comes back like this? She could have at least texted me or called about it.
I sighed, sitting up and glaring at her. "It is three in the morning- I understand it is Friday, but you could've at least told me where you were. I was so worried!" I shuddered, grabbing my laptop and walking into the bedroom. There was only one bedroom in our apartment, so after a flip of a coin, I got it. Mikah got the pullout couch.
Sighing, I entered the complicated password and scrolled through Tumblr, finding a user by the name of 'honorsho.'
  I decided to take a look at their blog, tilting my head slightly. I chuckled occasionally at the admin. They were fun. They were a bit different from me, which is always good. They loved a bit of the same things as I. In addition, they spoke French!
This may have been my chance- I messaged them.

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⏰ Last updated: Oct 24, 2016 ⏰

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