Mandy
it was wed. dec. 2nd. I was of course in the king's by annabelle's walking through the store when I ran into rachel.
"hey," I said when I saw her.
"hi," she said: "grocery shopping again?"
"yeah. And you?"
"can't sleep and it's quiet. Also I was hoping to run into you."
"oh?"
"yeah um I. I don't know if you drink or not...but I. If you do it might help."
it might...help...i wondered as we walked in the aisle. Then I got what she meant.
"oh you mean w/. after I eat," I said.
"yeah. W/. um that," rachel told me: "i got enough to get drunk off of. Shooters."
"rachel we're not supposed to drink in here. Er I mean be drunk."
"just tell them you don't feel good. I mean in a way it's true. Where are you staying lately?"
"annabelle's."
"ashley's...cousin."
"yeah."
"ok. Right so after you're done shopping we will."
"uh ok."
