P.S. it was just a bit of fun, so Im sorry if you think im weird lmao bye I plunked down next to you on the couch as you played another one of your vi...eo games. I grabbed the game case off the table and glanced at the cover. Seriously, this is like the stupidest one out of all of them. I told you. Your eyes were still focused on the screen, your face the look of sheer determination. Yeah I bought it because Im a faggot. You replied to me and I reluctantly agreed. Hey, get off it, I mumbled, Im. Some things at home came up and he wasn't feeling well that he called her at 3:30pm that he couldn't go. She got upset at him saying he should have told her yesterday instead of last minute. He had no idea what she meant last minute since he wasn't to pick her up for 3 more hours. They had a big argument about it, with him basically telling her if she was going to be like that then she should be just happy he told her at all. She wanted him to let her know a day ahead of time, which since it. She had promised her mom she would not go out this weekend, so as to not worry their parents about leaving the house unattended, and so she could keep an eye on her sister. Without the internet, what she thought would be an exciting amount of freedom seemed more like three days in solitary.She didn't deem the information worth a response, and set about making some food before she retired to her bedroom. She looked at herself in the mirror as she changed from her school clothes into more. I didn’t see Ben or Steve anywhere on my way. I checked in at the front desk ‘ahhh yes Marsh right? Yes room 13 please, the massage ther****t is in the room already for you’ the front desk girl said. I walked up to room 13 walked thru the door and shut it behind me. I looked at the ‘massage ther****t’ it was skinny Tim. Skinny Tim and I had went to the same high school, last I heard he was in prison for some dope charges. Tim was always in trouble while we were in school. We always had a class.