The next day was the same as the rest. Confusing and tiring, but at the end it was worth it to be with friends. Nathan kept an eye on me the entire time I was working. He also actually did have a dentist appointment that morning. It kind of surprised me when he showed me the doctor's note (that he got just to rub in my face). As soon as I got home, though, I went to my garage.
I flipped on the lights and slipped on my lab coat. I sighed and grabbed my clipboard. It was time for more tests. More tests that would lead to no new realizations. More tests that would leave to more questions. More tests that would lead to more failure in understanding anything.
It was 5:30 in the morning. I leaned on my camera that monitors everything I do and rubbed my temples. My glasses fogged up and I took them off. It was kind of humid in here, so I rubbed my glasses and the camera screen clean. Then I shut it off and went on my merry way out, that was, after I did my routine of shutting everything else off.
I decided it would be best not to go to sleep, for I would probably never wake up, so I just made some coffee. I also spiked it with vodka, just to make sure it really wakes me up.
After the spiked coffee, I settled down on my couch to watch some T.V. Not even five minutes into "Carlos and Brian" and my phone started ringing. I had forgotten that I left it on the couch when I came in last night. The caller I.D. said that it was Landon. "Yo. Why you up so early dude? It's, like, 7:00," I say in a tired tone. "Yeah, I know. I'm actually surprised you're up this early. You feeling okay?"
"Yeah I'm good. Anyway, what did you call for?"
"Oh! Michelle is gonna go shopping with some friends tonight, and I was wondering if you and Leah are free so we can go to a bar or something."
I think for a minute. I'm not usually off on Fridays, and it'll take a LOT of persuasion to get Harold to let me off for the day.
"Sure. I'll just call in sick or something."
"Cool. I'll call Leah soon. I'll be there around 8:30 tonight."
"Sounds cool dude. See ya." I hung up with a new found reason to get drunk tonight. My boss is gonna kill me tomorrow.
I actually decide to take a nap before we go out and party until our livers fail. It was around 5:40 when I woke up with a pounding headache. "Ugh. Can't go out with this," I mumbled to myself. I swallowed down 4 headache pills and went to take a shower. After that, I went to get dressed. I spent almost 2 hours looking for something to wear. I guess the lady in me was sticking out at the thought of dressing up.
At exactly 8:30 I heard a car horn go off outside. I ran out the door and hopped-literally-into the back seat. Landon's convertible was lookin real shiny that night, and we were lookin real sharp. "So you ready to get fucking TRASHED?!" screamed Leah. "HELL YEAH!" Landon and I both screamed in unison. We pulled out of the driveway, not knowing what the night would turn into.
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HEY my people! Gonna go right out and say it: the book is gonna end soon. Yeah yeah I know. It's sooooo tragic. BUT I have two new stories I'm working on right now. And hopefully they will be at a point where I can publish them after this chapter gets out. (but they won't be out until the book is done oops) (and it'll only be one of them not both) (sorry if that's confusing)
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