Mateo
who are these people?
I just woke up in my underwear
I just woke up in my underwear
It's like 2pm and I've not surfaced outta bed yet. I figure it's fine - there's no work to do today in the shop (or is there? fuck if I know) and Everest'll probably appreciate the quiet morning if he's home. All this is to say my mouth feels like someone took a shit in it and I think I climbed into bed the wrong way round. My ten little piggies have had a great snooze on my pillows at least. Smells like dog breath down here though. Is that me? I bet it's me.
"Mmm... Buon giorno," I grunt, dragging the blankets away from my face. There's no one in bed with me (today) but it's always polite to say good morning, I find, just in case. I roll over, and what do you know, it's the end of the bed and whump, I fall, sheets and all, onto the ground. "Mph... I'm good, I'm good."
Standing up is a wobbly affair, and I kick over a glass of water - oops - and step on a Lego on the way into the apartment space that is a kitchen-diner-lounge-whatever else. "Mio Dio, what'd I do last night...?"
"Mmm... Buon giorno," I grunt, dragging the blankets away from my face. There's no one in bed with me (today) but it's always polite to say good morning, I find, just in case. I roll over, and what do you know, it's the end of the bed and whump, I fall, sheets and all, onto the ground. "Mph... I'm good, I'm good."
Standing up is a wobbly affair, and I kick over a glass of water - oops - and step on a Lego on the way into the apartment space that is a kitchen-diner-lounge-whatever else. "Mio Dio, what'd I do last night...?"
no liquor left on the shelf
I should probably introduce myself
I should probably introduce myself
