Alice:
TBH "sickbay" also works for a drunk sleeper.
That’s something I did when I was 8.
You're engaged? You said fiancé.
Me:
Yeah, he proposed after a week.
Everybody wants to marry me, it’s whatever lmao.
Alice:
I feel like that's slightly more than whatever.
Me:
I should stop saying yes.
Alice:
Hey, it's your life. Not gonna tell you how to live it and all. But, just giving you a balloon to carry with you that says, “I worry.”
Me:
I love this balloon!
Alice:
I always carry one for myself and now for you, too. I’ll always be here for you.
I try to get Timmy up to pack, but he refuses to budge, clearly irked that I woke him up.
I fill Alice in.
Alice:
You should have left him.
He’s an adult.
Me:
I know. What is wrong with me?
Actually, I know.
Alice:
You want to be loved. That’s normal.
Me:
I lost my uncle last September.
I broke up from a 6-year relationship with no love last Feb.