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There was a girl texting on her phone, asked her what model of Golden Goose trainers she had on. Had a laugh about it.
Proceeded to the shop and bought a shit-load of alcohol because I’m having a day off the gym, walked past her again, she stopped me and asked where I’m from, and if I had Instagram.
Said she was taking her kid sister to an art event in the studio near my house, asked if I’ll be around later, told her to come to my party at my parents’ house that I’m hosting and they are yet to find out about. She messaged me on Insta asking for the postcode.
It’s that easy.
Also, I probably hallucinated the whole thing, from my hole in Calcutta.
Proceeded to the shop and bought a shit-load of alcohol because I’m having a day off the gym, walked past her again, she stopped me and asked where I’m from, and if I had Instagram.
Said she was taking her kid sister to an art event in the studio near my house, asked if I’ll be around later, told her to come to my party at my parents’ house that I’m hosting and they are yet to find out about. She messaged me on Insta asking for the postcode.
It’s that easy.
Also, I probably hallucinated the whole thing, from my hole in Calcutta.