The boy, he is gone home. The girl, she is sad. Also vodka.
We had a good time until dad decided it was too much effort to be aloof, dismissive and plain rude for another two days and Put His Foot Down and told me Gabriel had to go. Then he Changed His Mind when it was too late to change Gabriel's travelling plans. Dad is now in Guilt Mode, hence
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...Aside from the time we can get there to move in, because of course Radish hasn't rung me back to tell me. Oh no, because that would imply organisation. *grumbles*
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As long as I have internet and pretties on the wall, I shall survive.
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...With your BOYFRIEND!
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LA LA LA I'M NOT LIST-EN-ING!
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*blows RASPBERRY!*
*...in your TUMMY!*
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I suppose it's good that someone's organised? I'm certainly not...
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