"A couple more something's" a five minute freewrite (Big Bird 6)

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This is a new series I started that followed on from an old freewrite I wrote called "Big Bird". It was voted by my lovely friends and followers as the story most people would like to see continued (to read first two parts see this post: @felt.buzz/it-s-my-party-and-i-ll-cry-if-i-want-to-a-five-minute-freewrite-big-bird-2).

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Katie told me often that I was irresponsible. That I didn't think about anyone else. And that I was always late. Right, I thought heading off into town in the taxi, my back pain beginning to ease with whatever magic pill J had given me, I am not going to be late today!

I wasn't. I arrived at the restaurant two hours before we were due to meet (Katie was going round to her parents, first, and then coming to the restaurant together).

I paced outside of the restaurant for a couple of minutes and then thought, I'll just nip into the bar next door. Have a coffee, or something.

Another lapse in judgement.

I chose something off the menu, rather than coffee. Then I had a couple more something's and another one of J's pills he told me to keep 'just in case'. When my mobile rang, and I saw it was Katie I was already too fucked to talk properly.

I should have gone home at that point.

I should have taken the (quite appropriate) abuse Katie gave me down the phone, about letting her down and being late. But no. I told her (or slurred her) that I was right here. "Well, not right here, but next door. I'll be round in a minute..."

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Next part: @felt.buzz/that-went-well-don-t-you-think-a-five-minute-freewrite-big-bird-7

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