It’s the New Year hotties!
It’s 2020 and we are three days in and as Drew suggested in our Slack chat, some of y’all are probably still somewhere hungover. I, however, am awake and hydrated (enough) and ready to get this shit started. That’s largely because I had to jump back into my 6am shifts at the cafe on Thursday, but on the 1st I greeted the new year as I always do, by waking up and answering the adult version of the 5 W’s I learned in elementary school.
Who: Just me + one cat that does not belong to me. At midnight I rang in the new year with kisses from friends and family both old and new, but the babe that I am currently hanging out with wasn’t around and we recently decided to be sexually monogamous. So I happily packed up my purse and pussy and all three of us left the party solo this year.
What: After the party, we went to a Taco Bell filled with other queers who were just trying to wrap their lips around a crunchy taco or a cheesy roll-up. We waited ONE WHOLE ASS HOUR for our food. When I woke up I had a mild sauce packet under my hips, one single strand of tinsel caught in my locs and a Kit-Kat was under the pillow.
Where: On my best friend’s couch, she lives closest to where the party was so crashing at hers was the easiest decision. She is also the owner of the aforementioned cat that was staring me down in the morning.
When: At 7:22am because I am a fucking psychopath. I should have slept well into the day but my body clock is off for so many reasons. I packed up my overnight bag, grabbed some water and coffee from the market next door and was headed back to my neighborhood by 8:30am.
Why: Because it was the day after my favorite holiday and I am allowed to be messy whenever I want but especially on January 1.
I am desperate to know the 5 W’s of your New Year’s Eve. Comment and share below!