…The Day After

I had really planned on not going to my Romance Novel Class cause I only had slept about four hours. Defenitely not enough to fully reverse the effects of the last vodka pepper shot Trevor from my writing class had given me as a ‘present’. Thank you Trevor! But the class is SO GOOD and as I lay in bed I started imagining what I would miss out on so I swung my new buff 27 year old body out of bed and made my way to school. Once I got there I was greeted by this sign. Most likely I was still drunk – the fact that – it doesn’t matter. I nearly died.