22/09/24 the postman saga pt.1

i'm feeling contemplative and rash so i think it's time to drop some more lore. if you're reading this, good for you. maybe you can laugh with me because if we don't laugh, we'll cry.

so picture it, i'm in malaga still and we've been here for 3 weeks now, i've blacked out twice (yet to be discussed), almost been trafficked by a moroccan, drank my body weight 5 times over, moved apartments because of the drug-fuelled gang across the road and i've had a bit of a fling with one of my college mates (also yet to be discussed). it was our last weekend there and we wanted to make the best of it (as if we hadn't gotten into enough shenanigans as it was) so what did we do? go out on the lash.

after the incident with the moroccan, i had banned myself from drinking spirits but i figured, it's my last saturday here and we fly home on monday, why not have a little fun? so myself and 3 friends decided to go to the rock bar in the old centre called zz pub (iykyk) and it was class. it was such a dive and there was a live band, loving life i was.

however, it was time for a smoke and as none of my friends are smokers, i go out to the smoking area alone (after this incident, i'm actually not allowed to go smoke on my own lol) and light up. then, in the distance, i can hear a familiar accent. i find this fella, he's a postman from dublin and we hit it off straight away, he's fucking hilarious and we end up talking outside for like 30 minutes. 

safe to say, we ended up together all night. my friends leave me be, tell me to be safe and i send one of the girls my live location after what happened last time, which is hiLARIOUS when you hear this next part. 

at this point, it's about 4am, maybe 5. we're stumbling around the old centre after having at least 3 tequilas each and sharing 5 desperados after the spirits we had already been drinking. anyways, we get approached by these 2 guys trying to give us coke. we tell them no, they keep insisting and i can see the postman getting really mad and i tell them to fuck off and leave us alone. i'm a idiot. one of them grabs me by the arm and here comes the postman and fUCKING RIGHTHOOKS HIM

he falls to the ground and we fucking legged it for what felt like 10 minutes. we were shitting it that this whole spanish gang were gonna come after us. we get back to his apartment and i go to check the time on my phone and i don't have it. 

i'm actually gonna post the rest of this story tomorrow because the whole thing is just too fucking good.

stay tuned.