nothing quite so strange as getting a drunk dial from america on a sunday afternoon.
even more strange when the caller is an old flame who as of recently was more like an old friend
the conversation started off innocently enough; he told me to watch the movie ’ this is 40 ’ because it reminded him of me
he wanted to video chat and started incessantly calling me, even after i told him multiple times i could not
he turned sour quite quickly, and before i knew what had happened he was calling me a whore, asking me who was in my bed, and saying ‘fuck you’ over and over and over
he must have been wasted so i was patient, calm, and kind throughout.
i reminded him that if we are to see each other any time soon he would regret these cruel words
he did not seem to care.
as aforementioned he must have been absolutely black out drunk.
just another american saturday night.