because last tuesday i winded up in the city with emily, jill, and olivia on the rooftop of a penthouse apartment in Chelsea NYC after meeting some dudes on the street of manhattan. they invited us to join them after they witnessed us sketchily pouring some liquor into coffee cups while sitting on the stoop of a building. they invite us to a party. we go. clearly, this is a heavily alcohol induced decision, but never fear, they seemed relatively normal and had girls with them.
we met some interesting characters. Chip, the one who initiated the invite, lied about his band playing at warped tour and his employment with jennifer connely. lie after lie, gee, he was SO RAD. Linzy, who not only has a girls name, but spells it like a total tool. and jeremy(?) who goes to the same college as my cousin and when i asked if they knew eachother he responded with a yes and made several remarks that definitely made him sound like my cousins secret, homosexual admirer. Hal Garrity, be warned.
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