A partner in crime is currently visiting. We have a history of staying up all night talking and drinking, but the cafe and 6am rises mean school nights are pretty quiet these days. She is out seeing other friends. It is Thursday night, just after 10pm when she texts saying that she is on the tram on the way home and asks if we are in.
I reply: No, we are at My Aeon nightclub in Brunswick. It's going off. You should join us.
Partner In Crime: Cool. I'm on Smith Street. Where on Brunswick?
Me: Sorry - that was a stupid joke. Am at home. Have to be up at 6am again.
Partner In Crime: You tool.
I do indeed feel like a tool when I learn that she got off the tram to find the nightclub.
I reply: No, we are at My Aeon nightclub in Brunswick. It's going off. You should join us.
Partner In Crime: Cool. I'm on Smith Street. Where on Brunswick?
Me: Sorry - that was a stupid joke. Am at home. Have to be up at 6am again.
Partner In Crime: You tool.
I do indeed feel like a tool when I learn that she got off the tram to find the nightclub.
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