Finished work half an hour early, because it was weirdly quiet for a bank holiday (the calm before the storm of tomorrow?), and so got to sit in the sun with Jake and Missy, who were in town drinking Prosecco and celebrating their five-year anniversary. What colour’s that? Tortoise shell? Mauve?
… I just looked it up online. 40th is Ruby Red. 45th is Sapphire. 50th is Gold. 55th Emerald Green. 60th Diamond White. 70th Black. 75th Sun and Moon. 80th Ultra Sun and Moon. 100th Sword and Shield. There’s a 90th, but that’s just the 40th remade with touch-screen controls and fancier graphics.
That’s a joke about Pokemon main entry naming conventions for you. I know what you like. You lap the Pokemon jokes up.
Anyway, I sat in the sun with OG Pokemon trainers Jake and Missy, bedecked in matching mustard yellow outfits, and Zoe and Joe and peeps joined us, and I took photos, and we lay on the faded grass and watched the sun go down. Jake and Missy got tiddly and yanked each other around, and acted like the cutest buttons in all the land.
I mean, look at these guys. I love these guys so freaking much.
And then Zoe and I bid them adieu and went on a mate date to the Indian round the corner, and laughed right through all the courses, and Zoe almost had an aneurysm that I was leaving a fiver tip, and she tried to steal it when I wasn’t looking, but I caught her, and then we came and hung out at mine a while, and then I remembered I had an apple turnover in the fridge, but only one, so I kicked Zoe out and ate my dessert and edited photos, and then it got really late, and then I started writing my blog, and then I got to this part of the blog, and then I just set myself on fire and jumped out of the window after that.
Wait, what did I just say?
Hmm, no time to go back and check. Just letting my subconscious unspool. It was probably nothing. Probably.
Anyway I need to go fall asleep and dream of catching Pokemon. In conclusion having friends is good. I like friends. That is all.
Loves ya x
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