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I came down from Nottingham last week Monday for a new job. All my London mates were happy and wanted to meet up since I haven't seen them since December last year. The idea was to meet up before a full lockdown for 6 months.
I moved backed to my mum's house, and I met them. I told my mum I will stay locked in my room until next Sunday, because I went out and met my friends. They had an after-party in one of my mate's house, but I elected to not go. I don't know if that will make any difference. I only had dinner with them, but I was really put off by the restaurant. No social distancing, no masks, etc.
This is really fucked up. I looked up a few hotels and AirBnBs around me today. If I feel funny, in the next 5 days, I will be booking one of them.
This is so weird. I feel so lost. My mum is so lovely, and I never thought I would say this, but I miss the chitchat we usually have.
Fucking hell lads. I'm locked in my room with 9 - one litre vodkda bottles (from a friend who works at a company). WTF should I do?
I want to call up a hooker in a hotel tbh, and have a mad party. Shame I don't have any coke dealers in London. Is that the only thing stopping me? Jesus? I don't even know anything anymore.