I’m at Hector’s house
Me:
But I have no more clothes
Cora:
What?! Who’s Hector? Call me!
Me:
I can’t
Me:
It’s Hector’s birthday
Me:
His family is here. They gave me sangria and it is so yummy!
It was a little humiliating seeing the drooling emojis I had put after that line. I definitely had too many sangrias.
Cora:
Lmao. How many sangrias have you had?
Me:
A few
Me:
I think I’m gonna make out with Hector again after his family leaf
Me:
Leafs
Me:
Shit
Me:
Leaves
Cora:
Go drink some water and go to sleep, but you better give me ALL the details tomorrow!
Welp. I guess I was going back to my apartment today, and Cora was staying the night with me. Apparently, in my drunken state, I had told her to bunk with me. Oh, and I guess I had a lot of explaining to do at dinner tonight.
I shot her back a quick text letting her know that three this afternoon worked fine and that we could just get food delivered to my place.
I didn’t want to go back to my apartment. I knew I needed to, if for no other reason than to get my own senseof confidence back. I didn’t want to let whoever broke into my place take over the space, and there was no time like the present. Plus, with Cora there, it would be a little easier.
But I didn’t want to. I wanted to stay here with Hector.
