OH FOR SHAME, FOR SHAME!
HOW COULD I HAVE TRUSTED CHARLES. CLARE WARNED ME. ELAINE WARNED ME WITH HER CREEPY STARE. JOANNE WARNED ME WITH HER HAIR! OH FOR SHAMEEEEEEEE
Why am I so dramatic, because, CHARLES NEARLY GOT US KILLED. AND DEATH CALLS FOR DRAMA.
Anyway, I'm going to blame clare. FREAKING. IF SHE LEARNT HOW TO DRIVE LIKE SHE WAS MEANT TO, I WOULD NOT HAVE .. NOT COME CLOSE TO DYING 8C
so we head off to clares house to pick up charles' camera, and thus we head home.
As we were on the tram, charles tells me about this WONDERFUL shortcut he discovered.
C -"IT CUTS 10 MINUTES OFF WALKING TIME"
S -"NO, NO SIR, YOU SURELY JEST"
C - "NO IT'S TRUE, IT'S REALLY COOL"
S -"WOAHHHHOO:"
ahem,
home home home! HAPPY. I LIKE HOME. ITS HAPPY. SAFE. HAPPY. SAFE. HEY HEY ITS SAFE :D
So what is home? safe!
WHAT WASNT SO SAFE, SO HAPPY, WAS CHARLES' SHORTCUT.
HE THEN DECIDED TO INFORM ME THAT WE HAD TO CUT THROUGH A DARK PARK AND EXIT VIA A POORLY LIT ALLEY WAY.
So the whole time we were walking and I was joking about How charles was leading me to my doom, etc. BUT YOU KNOW WHAT, FUCK YOU CHARLES, HE MADE IT COME TRUE LIKE A GOD DAMNED FAIRY.
NO.
DAMN. YOU. FAIRY MAN.
WE GET TO THE ENTRANCE TO THE PARK, THE STREET LIGHTS HAD ENDED A FEW METRES BACK. WE START WALKING ON THE PARK PATH, AND I WAS LIKE HOLY SHIT CHARLES, THERE ARE PEOPLE, BECAUSE I SAW PEOPLE. specifically, a pair of legs moving in the distance.
He ofcourse thought I was mind fucking him, and told me to stop saying scary things. AND THEN I GOT EVEN MORE SCARED AND I WAS LIKE, DUDE, THERE ANOTHER GUY THERE. HOLY SHIT. I WAS SO SCARED I GRABBED ONTO HIS ARM. I WANTED TO HEAD BACK. BUT NO.
CHARLES.
WOULDNT BEREEB ME 8C
AND SO WE KEPT WALKING. AND WALKING. WHEN WE GOT NEXT TO THE GUY, ONLY THEN DID CHARLES REALISE WE WERE NOT ALONE. AHDOabngjanfalkjfnbahuoUIFABIB WORST FUCKING TIMING EVER.
THEY WERE LIKE ALL DRINKY GLUG GLUG, AND ONE OF THEM SAID "EVENING" LIKE A TROUBLEMAKER WOULD.
WE DIDNT REPLY. BUT YOU COULD HEAR US BREATHING. LOUDLY. WHY? BECAUSE W E WERE BOTH SHIT SCARED. SO SHIT SCARED. SHISHTISHTI
AND THEN HE MUMBLED SOMETHING ABOUT US BEING UNFRIENDLY AND WE BOTH WALKED EVEN FASTER. CHARLES, THE ASS THAT HE IS, TELLS ME TO TURN AROUND AND CHECK WHETHER THEY WERE FOLLOWING US, AND I THOUGHT THEY WERE. SO WE WALKED FASTER. AND AT THE END OF THE FUCKING ALLEYWAY WE WERE BOTH FREAKING THE SHIT OUT. SO MUCH SO THAT WE STARTED LAUGHING.
IM TYPING IN CAPS BECAUSE IM SO ANGRY AT THIS SHIT.