I'll take over, for a minute

{this is Jack from now on}

Again "everyone entered the fucking car when I wanted to leave and go to the fucking bed, and have some fucking hours of fucking sleep."

But this time, they were mad. Giselle was mad because Indigno had left the bars without telling them. The Bankjob Beagle was mad because, for him, little M had no importance at all, and they shouldn't even care about her. Indigno was mad because she tried to tell them many times that M was alone, and no one really cared.

After a couple minutes of talk, that I can't reproduce here (maybe screaming is the right word) Giselle stormed out to the apartment and along went the Bankjob.

Me, John and Indigno stayed in the car; it didn't feel like going upstairs just yet. We started talking. Indigno had the flew so her "talking" was a little bit ruff sometimes, and I may have thought she was mad when she wasn't.
We talked about us, about things past, about what we said and shouldn't have said. I learned two things: first, I can't really argue with Indigno unless I'm really pissed (as that is almost never the case, I almost never argue...) It's not that she's always right (or maybe she is) but she says things with a strange conviction that I can't seem to refute... 2nd thing I learned: I may be wrong with the way I handle stuff. I've been trying to stay away from all the mess, be calm when the world falls around me, but maybe I should change. That's something I have to sleep on. Anyway...
We told secrets. We told so many secrets it almost makes me laugh. Indigno's way of seeing this holiday changed. She was honestly sick (although some blood would have been nice, just to clear up any doubts, Indigno [...obviously joking...]) and I think she was amazed at how low we can all get sometimes.

The clock ticked, we texted Ginger and phoned Giselle saying we would not go to the apartment yet. We ended up staying in the car all night.
It was 6am... maybe 7, I can't remember, and we left to find a place for breakfast. It was closed. We went to see the [after] sunrise in some deserted road. John wrote a beautiful quote on the ground: "I don't care too much about money. Money can't buy me love". Time will certainly erase it, but it felt good and that's what matters.
Breakfast time: some cake, some milk, some cold water and juice, some not so good coffee. Back we went to the little crime scene. Our brains took over and shouted: I need rest, lie the fuck down!
We obeyed.
I really, really liked that moment, it felt so good and I can't explain why. Maybe cause that was the wildest thing I did this year, or maybe with the stones pressured against my head, some pleasure place was stimulated...

We headed to the car, slept for a while more, took a deep breath and ringed the bell. It was a strange environment, I don't know who was awake, who was asleep, some Beagles were fixing god knows what...
John took over my bed. It's allright, I didn't need it anyway. Me and Indigno talked some more (funny thing, it never felt like too much to me...) I don't remember what happened after this. Later in the afternoon we headed to the beach, just the three of us. We bought food and I tought I was going to explode after one miserable sandwich... John needed a brake, some time alone, and went walking.
They joined us after sometime, but they all sat so far apart... I felt fat (s)
DeWinter wasn't feeling so good, this PMS, DMS, MS stuff is fucked up!
Another afternoon at the beach. It ended better that it had started. We all wen't to the beach and I think we almost got caught! Anyway, no worries. Home again.
The next... let's say... 4 hours, I can't really document cause I gave in. I slept like a baby! Only one thing felt wrong , but I get it, don't you worry.

McDonald's was our last meal, and I couldn't even finish my BigMac... :/ yeah, you all mocked me and my slow-eating and I felt ashamed, so I lost my appetite!!
This night we changed the destiny (finally, I must say!) as we headed to the Casino. Our friend lost some money. I didn't loose it nor won it, but I liked to play, it was the closest I've been to an Ocean's Eleven scenario :P
It was over. Time to get home. I fell asleep asap and so did John I guess.
They went out. They stayed in.
I woke up when Indigno threw a pillow at my head that felt like a rock. But then I found myself sleeping between three girls. I had to take some advantage! I might have done it, no one will ever know...



{can someone please end it, I'm still sick, poor me}