It is Wednesday 4.38 in the morning. I am having a pleasant sleep, or at least I was.
Then I hear a noise in the distance, it is far enough away to ignore.
But it keeps getting louder.
It is getting to loud to ignore.
It is the 3 drunken students walking home.
Bastards!
They are arguing about something. Yip, they are shouting aggressively at each other about something. Although I am annoyed, I am now awake and I am now also vaguely interested. What are they arguing about? I start to listen.
There are three voices, two of the drunken student voices seem to be on the same side arguing against the other drunken student voice. The one voice rises above the other two voices, demanding to be heard.
“The only reason I said it, was because I knew what would have happened if I didn’t say it, and it nearly did happen. And if it did happen, you would have been sorry that I didn’t say what I did say. So because of me and what I said, he didn’t do the thing he would have done. So, FUCK YOU!”
One of the other voices pipes up.
“No, fuck you, fuck you! That’s not what happened.
We were in control, we knew what was going on and we knew what he was going to do, and it would have been fine, but he didn’t do it, because when you said what you said, he didn’t do was he was going to do, and he done the thing he did do. You fucked it up for us all. So, FUCK YOU!”
Now, the third voice feels like he should also contribute. I think he knows I am listening.
“Yeahhh, you fuck, you fucked it. Maaaan, we knew, or at least we would have known until you fucked it, now the only thing we know is that you fucked it,,,, FUCK!”
The voices start to get quieter until they disappear into the distance. I am left wondering. What did he do? What happened? Fuck, I’m tired. Sleep.
Then, high heals, shrieking, giggling. It is five drunk student girls. It is going to be a long sleepless night.
Posted by struthy on 11/12 at 01:45 PM
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