When walking home from dinner and movie last night I bmped into an old flatmate from my first few weeks here.
He was quite drunk and quite persistent that I should follow them to the pub. But nope did not feel like that. Especially since I'm broke and was like 100 m from my place.
He tried to convince me to come and see his place instead & that we could take a drink there. Let me guess some old beer or dangerous liquid without mixer. (harsh I now)
He was during these five minutes also splling his guts over his girl problems, and yhea well not quite sure he was jumping subjects a bit fast.
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