#in order. flatmate we don't interact with much gets so sick we have to call 999
Explore tagged Tumblr posts
Text

it's been. it sure has been a just-over-twelve-closer-to-sixteen hours.
#in order. flatmate we don't interact with much gets so sick we have to call 999#this entire ordeal starts at about half midnight and ends at half four in the morning#i am up at eight to catch a train at ten#on the train my mother -- meant to pick me up at two from the station -- calls me to tell me she's in a car crash#her phone dies soon after she tells me where she is and i relay it to my brother so we figure out where she is on gmaps#and he has to take an hour and a half long bus to get her#meanwhile i have to take two extra trains to get to the city closest to home#i am still on that train#i have had maybe three hours of sleep and am running on pure adrenaline#fucking hell. i have essays due.#thomas.text#to clarify the flatmate drunk 10 shots on an empty stomach and we were all so fucking. annoyed with her. and trying to babysit her because#she was so sick#but i think she. definitely got the lesson learned. so i can't even hold it against her
9 notes
ยท
View notes