I say, but of course this was going to happen. It's two am, we check out in less than nine hours, and you know where everyone else is? At a rave they said they'd come back from an hour ago. Or who the hell knows. They left the phone here. And they still need to shower. So when they get no fucking sleep and all they do is bitch and whine, I'm done. Done, done, done, done, done. I never want to go to conventions again. This is it. Not even going to finish this year. I am just done with these people.
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