My life could be a movie. Sometimes, because of how pathetic it is, sometimes because of how funny it is, and sometimes because of how dramatic it is.
And, today, I just had the craziest day EVER (I hope).
I woke up at 10a.m.
Around 10.30, my cat went batshit crazy and I heard a big noise. Since I live in the South of France where I see the Mistral more often than my sister, I thought it was just a door slaming. So I checked everyone of them. EVERY FREAKING ONE. Until I heard two other noises from the bathroom. I came in, opened the window, and I sank into one of my worst nightmares :
My car was burning, consumed by fire.
Turned out that 3 crazy people stole a bank not far from my residence (and i leave in a very bourgeois neighbourhood), got away, threatened a guy with their guns to stole his motorbike, and parked it in my residence's parking, between my car and my mother's. And put the bike on fire to erase fingerprints.
My dear car, my very first car is dead.
I'm so sad right now.
And tonight, I went to my first s** toy party. With my mom.
God. I'm drunk, car-less, and full of sex toys images.
Who had a crazier day than me?!
I'm not sure I need to rec something, but I do anyway because I love this fic (but i'm too drunk to link it) : ir's the fantastic "MORE", by Carano. Wow wow wow.