After a a few more nudges and asking him if he was ok I finally got a vaguely intelligible reply of 'I wanna potato waffle!' After inspecting the toaster it appeared he was already making waffles lol. Best to leave him too it.
I'm really beginning to think this flat floor has a magnetic pull to drunken people. I myself have been passed out in the bathroom carefully looked after by the boys who checked on me and brought me water, and in the corridor leaving the flat mates to wonder if I had dissolved the next morning after I had finally crawled to bed leaving a massive pile of stuff behind me.
Hmm student life seems to have way too much alcohol involved. Seems Kishan is the only one to not have passed out in this flat. Even Jackie has and she doesn't even live here!
Think it's time I go pass out in my bed sooooo tired! Hopefully tonight I wont find Sam on the kitchen floor caus obviosuly its Kishan's turn.
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