I am a bane upon society.
I should have just not gone the ball, man. I'm always the one advocating not regretting things since there is nothing you can do to change them but...god, I shouldn't have gone to the ball. Things would still be fine and cool if I'd skipped that night. Dammit.
Also, at the Bordello party I thought I had snogged eight people. From reports now coming in...it turns out I snogged twelve. Holy meningitis, Batman! I don't remember three of them. How bad is that? How very trashed was I?
ETA: Oh god. It's not twelve, it's thirteen. </eta>
Terrible.
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Also, at the Bordello party I thought I had snogged eight people. From reports now coming in...it turns out I snogged twelve. Holy meningitis, Batman! I don't remember three of them. How bad is that? How very trashed was I?
ETA: Oh god. It's not twelve, it's thirteen. </eta>
Terrible.
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