To set the scene, I had just come home from a small jaunt to a holiday house in Dunsborough. Very small. As in, one night. To be greeted with James slurring all of his words and blinking very slowly and more concerning, my pretty house was trashed and for some reason there was sauce all over my dining table.
Gracey; WHAT THE FUCK, HOW DID YOU THINK THIS WOULD BE A GOOD IDEA?!
James; To be honest, I thought I would be passed out before you got home.
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