Last Friday, I had a small gathering at my house that consisted of the boyfriend, my sister, her friend, and a friend of mine that was visiting from West Virginia. The whole thing started out kinda slow and awkward, with me suggesting several times that we just head over to Brewer's Art insanely early (8:30pm).
Five days later, I'm still wondering how this small, initially hopelessly boring gathering ended in an arrest, a freak out, an old school flash, and a little accident between one guest and my comforter.
. . . to be continued . . .
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment