shit
So for the last two days I've been vacillating between ABSOLUTELY FUCKING LIVID and upset and on the verge of tears.
Alex went to his brother's on Friday at two.
And that's the last I've seen/heard of him since then. He was gone all the rest of Friday, all Saturday, and it is now five on Sunday and he isn't home yet.
I know there are perfectly logical reasons (Friday was Sycamore, then Chris was supposedly having people over yesterday).
But a call would have been nice. His phone charger is here, so I'm guessing his phone gave out eventually. But I texted at like 1am on Friday, called at maybe four that same morning. Then called around noon on Saturday. Texted around four in the afternoon. And then I texted Chris this morning.
No response from anything so far.
It would have been nice to get some sort of notification that he wasn't coming home.
And I think he just pulled in. >_
Alex went to his brother's on Friday at two.
And that's the last I've seen/heard of him since then. He was gone all the rest of Friday, all Saturday, and it is now five on Sunday and he isn't home yet.
I know there are perfectly logical reasons (Friday was Sycamore, then Chris was supposedly having people over yesterday).
But a call would have been nice. His phone charger is here, so I'm guessing his phone gave out eventually. But I texted at like 1am on Friday, called at maybe four that same morning. Then called around noon on Saturday. Texted around four in the afternoon. And then I texted Chris this morning.
No response from anything so far.
It would have been nice to get some sort of notification that he wasn't coming home.
And I think he just pulled in. >_