Second flat but first flat party, red cups, beer pong and fairy lights. Yep, we went all out. Friends and people flouded our wee hobode. We were decked out with couches at the entrance, mini pies and lots of beer. Recipe for fun?
Like moths to a light, students to alcohol, music blared and people danced, raged and had fun. Loud voices, laughter, drunken slander and stumbling, all enjoyed themselves. Despite my mini mishap of completely fogetting about cooking savouries only to hear others yell "is something burning?" it went off without a hitch. (All was fine, for those who care, we ate them topless and they tasted delicious. Albeit with lots of Tom sauce.) Coincidentally, Will and Kate were getting married as we through ping pong balls at small cups and stumbled into doorframes, mixed beverages and ate sloppily.
Friends arrived and left, some unknowns arrived and left, unfortunately one such loser stole an occupants few possessions. The nerve. We'll find them.
I had work the next day but made it safely, and in time. Eyelids fuzzy and drooping, I solidiered on.
Long awaited flat warming. I can't wait for the next.
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