I’m tired. The day was long. Everything went fine. Lotsa work. A friend called me to ask for a stop-by visit in a week. Yeah, ok, we have some coffee, I’ll be home, welcome. Coffee? I should buy some beer for their visit. Nope, honey you know there’s no alcohol in my home since my ex is ex, if you want some, bring it for yourself. Ok, like back then when you called me to say we should bring beer if we want some because he drank the ones you bought for us? Yeah, hahaha funny.
This annoyingly ending call was topped by some cryptic whatsapp messages. I don’t even try to understand their meaning, my friend is obviously drunk. Drunk people can fuck right off, I had enough sauced cretinism with my ex and my mum. When you are drunk, leave me alone 