Scattered Polaroids

By sp

Woke up at Annabel’s house. Not the plan. Dreadful hangover, and my unplanned stop in Reading meant I had to cancel cake plans with Gerge (and Selena had to come and pick me up).

Basically today was the story of a terrible human who should be old enough to know better and her lovely people who are unnecessarily forgiving.

Longest journey of my life back to Bristol in the afternoon. Matt stopped by to give me a hug, spent the rest of the day in bed.

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