Wow, what a day. Wine tasting by day, then the legendary librarian's party by night. Left after the uni shut because they'd decided to sit out in the cold finishing the awful boxed wine with drinking games.
That, and certain things happened. Normally, it's funny when drunk people say things, but someone I'd only ever thought of as a friend — and will never be able to think of in any other way — decided to complicate the matter significantly.
And now I'm home, but the Facebook messages have started.
Think it'd be wisest to ignore them until the morning…