stuck in the middle
leave frontier. head back to katie's. except... turns out becca (katie's sister) happens to have katie's house keys. can't get into her apartment without them. gonna be another long night in the ol' deathcab tonite unless we track becca down and get a hold of those keys. easier said than done.
katie calls becca. a few times. gets directions to the friend's house she's at. the directions turn out not to be so accurate. drive up and down a few streets. a few times. can't find the house. a few more phone calls are made. we drive down a few more streets. finally spot katie's car. becca's gotta be nearby. i park my car. katie calls becca. "we're here... which house is it?" "i'm standing out front right now but i don't see you guys..." we don't see her either. it's dark. very dark. i get out of the car. take a few steps. i spot a shadow. "becca?" "over here..."
go inside the house becca disappeared into. disappeared being the key word. don't see her anywhere. no time to think about that now though. katie and i both have to pee really really bad. go down a small dark hallway to a bathroom at the end. i go in first. close the door behind me. unzip and relieve myself. oh... sweet heavens!! zip back up. powder my nose. open the door. katie's standing in the dark. "where's my sister?" "i don't know? i think she's in one these rooms..." i point to a couple closed doors in the hallway. then retire to the living room sofa and wait for katie.
i hear her come out of the bathroom. "becca?..." "i'm in here," a voice says from behind one of the closed doors. "where's my keys?" "you can come inside, you know?..." a door opens. i overhear the beginnings of their conversation. turns out becca is quite drunk. "where's my keys?" "in my coat. wait, what are you doing? how'd you get here?" "jamie brought me." "who?" i chuckle that she already forgot who i am. "the guy from the bar." "who?" "jamie" "how are you gonna get home?" "jamie's going to drive me?" "jamie? who is he again?" katie re-iterates, "the guy from the bar." i chuckle again. more painfully this time. "you don't even know this guy?!..." think they overhear my laughter. "come in here and shut the door..."
a few minutes pass. of yelling, arguing, muffled cries. this is turning out to be quite a mess. don't know that i want to get in the middle it. i overhear one of the sisters say, "i just wanna go home, i just wanna go home..." a sentiment i think we all share.
i'm sitting on the living room sofa with my head in my hands. what am i doing here? i should leave. i don't want to get involved... they continue arguing. can't tell who's saying what. sounds like becca wants katie to stay here. katie wants becca to come home with her, or us? i should just sneak out quietly. spend the nite in my car...
i raise myself from the stranger's sofa i've spent the last 15+ minutes on. take a few steps towards the front door. begin to have doubts. shit. what should i do? why don't i just leave?... i pace slowly. i should leave...
i put my hand on the front door knob. jiggle the handle. it makes a louder noise than i expect. scares me back to the sofa.
i'll just wait for katie...
katie calls becca. a few times. gets directions to the friend's house she's at. the directions turn out not to be so accurate. drive up and down a few streets. a few times. can't find the house. a few more phone calls are made. we drive down a few more streets. finally spot katie's car. becca's gotta be nearby. i park my car. katie calls becca. "we're here... which house is it?" "i'm standing out front right now but i don't see you guys..." we don't see her either. it's dark. very dark. i get out of the car. take a few steps. i spot a shadow. "becca?" "over here..."
go inside the house becca disappeared into. disappeared being the key word. don't see her anywhere. no time to think about that now though. katie and i both have to pee really really bad. go down a small dark hallway to a bathroom at the end. i go in first. close the door behind me. unzip and relieve myself. oh... sweet heavens!! zip back up. powder my nose. open the door. katie's standing in the dark. "where's my sister?" "i don't know? i think she's in one these rooms..." i point to a couple closed doors in the hallway. then retire to the living room sofa and wait for katie.
i hear her come out of the bathroom. "becca?..." "i'm in here," a voice says from behind one of the closed doors. "where's my keys?" "you can come inside, you know?..." a door opens. i overhear the beginnings of their conversation. turns out becca is quite drunk. "where's my keys?" "in my coat. wait, what are you doing? how'd you get here?" "jamie brought me." "who?" i chuckle that she already forgot who i am. "the guy from the bar." "who?" "jamie" "how are you gonna get home?" "jamie's going to drive me?" "jamie? who is he again?" katie re-iterates, "the guy from the bar." i chuckle again. more painfully this time. "you don't even know this guy?!..." think they overhear my laughter. "come in here and shut the door..."
a few minutes pass. of yelling, arguing, muffled cries. this is turning out to be quite a mess. don't know that i want to get in the middle it. i overhear one of the sisters say, "i just wanna go home, i just wanna go home..." a sentiment i think we all share.
i'm sitting on the living room sofa with my head in my hands. what am i doing here? i should leave. i don't want to get involved... they continue arguing. can't tell who's saying what. sounds like becca wants katie to stay here. katie wants becca to come home with her, or us? i should just sneak out quietly. spend the nite in my car...
i raise myself from the stranger's sofa i've spent the last 15+ minutes on. take a few steps towards the front door. begin to have doubts. shit. what should i do? why don't i just leave?... i pace slowly. i should leave...
i put my hand on the front door knob. jiggle the handle. it makes a louder noise than i expect. scares me back to the sofa.
i'll just wait for katie...
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