11.11am, Planning my quiet night. A change of plan meant that instead of going up the coast this weekend, I was just going for a drink with Yee. Fast-forward 12 hours, and a drink had predictably multiplied into several bottles of wine with her and Teebow, a new and improved plan to go dancing, some tequilas, multiple shapes thrown on the dancefloor, and a much-later bedtime than intended. Oops.
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