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Arriving in London
I took a deep breath, more than a little annoyed. I mean, yeah, I felt bad that I was banging around this early on a Saturday. But I was also on the ground. Pushing furniture. Looking helpless. And what did he do? Tells me to sod off and slam his door in my face.
I was not usually this socially awkward
Where… yep, no, this was definitely not my room. Where the hell was I?
"No, I don’t want to take off an entire week, really, I’ll just see you—”
I was exhausted already, and the evening had barely begun
Fall has always been my absolute favourite season. I don’t care if it sounds cliché or typical—just another girl who loves fall, after all. Fall is my season.
"I think we should go left."
Celebrating was the absolute last thing I wanted to do. Tomorrow was destined to be a wretched day.
“Somethings wrong?” I said, stupidly. I wanted to kick myself. Obviously something was wrong. I spent all day thinking “hm, something must be wrong” and then I ask if something is wrong?
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