A Hard Day's Night
September 7th 2008 When morning finally comes, Noel knocks on our door to let us know that breakfast is ready and that we'll be leaving in an hour or so. The five of us roll out of bed and share horror stories of how miserable the night was. Good, it's not just me.
On my way to the bathroom, I run into Cornwall. I ask him how the night went for him.
"Oh not too bad! A few blankets did the trick," he responds
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