05/11/24 mamma mia eat your heart out

so i've got quite a juicy piece of lore to share today that is honestly one of the few things i don't regret. if you're reading this, good for you. maybe you can laugh with me because if we don't laugh, we'll cry.

alright so obviously i was in greece for the whole of october. well, after my threesome on the thursday, me and my friends somehow ended up making new friends in our course the next day and to make a long story short: i develop a silly crush on one of the english guys. so entering week two, do you want to know where this crush got me? i agreed to play 36 cup game of beer pong with him. 

so you can imagine we got very, very drunk. and what do you do when you're drunk? drink more! so a bunch of us decided to go to the club on a random wednesday after this fucking game of beer pong. now, me and this crush were on the same team against two of our friends and we won. well, when we won he picked me up and spun me around and the vibes were amazing. BUT, up to this point, my roommate (who knew i had a fucking crush on him) kept flirting with him eVEN THOUGH HE WASNT HER TYPE and well, tl,dr: he ends up having a crush on her.

this became more obvious as the night went on and i was fUCKING FUMING. and what do i do when i'm angry and drunk? drink more. another thing i like to do when i'm drunk is dance and this club has some amazing dance platforms and again, long story short, i end up dancing on this platform with another guy from my course (he's french) in an attempt to make my british crush jealous i guess and we ended up kissing.

here's the funny part (which i forgot until the next day): the french guy also wanted to make someone jealous so we had this agreement. we would dance together and make out but it didn't mean anything. after that, i black out a little bit but i punched a wall and my roommate (the flirty one) ended up going unconscious and my british crush had to bring her to the hospital. 

i woke up the next day to the two of them sleeping in her bed and she showed me the video she took of me kissing the french guy. so the day continues as normal, i'm hungover to shit but i got through it and that night, this french guy has been kinda lingering around me so i make myself available for conversation, etc. etc.

it's now 1am and i'm chilling with some of my friends and he comes up to us and asks if any of us want to join a few of the frenchies to the beach for some drinks. obviously i said yes. so we're at this beach, drinking dark rum, playing drinking games and me and this french guy end up talking about our kiss the night before. my friend had sent me the video, i showed him and we laughed. then, he says to me "usually i drink to forget but i don't want to forget that." when i tell you i fUCKING MELTED. 

fast forward to about 4am, the two of us walk home together, talking and stargazing and his apartment was conveniently right beside mine so he walks me to my door and pulls me in for a kiss. obviously i fucking kissed him, this man is absolutely gorgeous and the french accent... oh my lord. but yeah, we made out a little in this hallway and this is honestly just the start of this story. 

i'm gonna try and condense the rest of it and post it tomorrow because you're gonna wanna hear this. stay tuned!