The plan:
- ask the boys what the move is
- get 0 replies (they have a chat without me)
- have 2 beers
- start watching Netflix show, get bored and try another
- another beer
- double text to the chat and don’t get a response
- 3 more beers
- darkness sets in
- stare at the void
(I gasp awake, clutching my chest after quitting weed cold turkey)
Gf: Again?
Me: I felt the orcs blade pierce my heart as my elven kin died
Her: Helms deep isn’t real baby
(I reach for my bong)
Her: No! The job search!
Me: You weren’t there! Some things is bigger than jobs