Day 15 - March 31st

Day 15 - March 31st
Crafers Party
Puff the GP *whoops*
Most amazing setup ever
wake up
no shirt
no shoes
wawawawawawawawawawawawawa

        This party was one of the most incredible set-ups I've ever seen. The parties up at Crafers were legendary in our drug circles, they were hosted by some older couple in their mid-40s – old school ravers that our mate Liam knew somehow. I'd never made it to one, but I'd been hearing about them for years. This one was set the last hurrah before they sold their house in the Adelaide Hills and moved away for good, so they went All Out.
        Mélanie had just arrived in Australia that week, so while I half-heartedly asked her to come to the party, she said was too tired from the travel. She told me to go by myself and see my friends while she stayed home and rested. She insisted, saying that she knew she wouldn't fit in with that circle of my friends anyway – she was right. I went without her.
        I woke up in the morning with no shirt and no phone – I found them both under a couch inside the house, next to a TV playing clips of some vaguely remembered cartoon on a loop – just to be clear, the TV was UNDER THE COUCH.
        I emerged, stumbling through the remains of a spectacular Alice In Wonderland themed backyard complete with flowers, a huge chess board, and fairy lights dimming in the morning sun. A group of my mates were huddled on chairs amidst the wreckage, they'd all smoked way more meth than me – I'd limited myself to a little bit at the start of the night... WHAT THE FUCK AM I TALKING ABOUT THIS IS INSANE HOW THE FUCK DID I USED TO LIVE LIKE THIS WHO ARE THESE PEOPLE!?!!...

        We all sat around and I brought up the topic of Mélanie, this girl who had come from France to Australia to continue our overseas romance, this girl who I was in supposedly love with, this girl who had cared for me and been patient enough to hold on while my heart healed from the pain of Grace the year before. This girl who I achingly admitted to everyone I wished had never come.
        She was waiting at home for me, and I had to get back, but I didn't want to face her. I didn't want to be with my friends, I didn't want to be with my girlfriend, I just wanted to be left to be alone. An older lady who I'd never met before sat with us and patiently listened to my story:
        “You've got to break up with her. If this is how you really feel then you have to do it, you owe it to this girl.”
        “I know.”, I said, and sipped a can of Jack and Coke with my eyes pinned heavy to the floor.

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