6 en la manana

So it was a typical Marg Monday on a Wednesday night. 

Got to the mexican restaurant a little late. Annoyed the waiters because we were definitely the last to leave. They had the lights practically turned off and everything. 

Had a heart to heart with my FWBs roommate. I’m sad he’s transferring. 

Got a call from my FWB at 6 in the morning. “Can you let me in?”

Their brotherhood time started around 9, so between those 9 hours, he was most likely hazed, but we shenaniganned and I didn’t ask further questions. Curiosity is definitely a thing though. 


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