Spoke to this one on the phone.
Sounded completely out of her face.
I passed.
I texted then spoke to her on the phone, sounded completely off her nut on something. Don't know why, but I called her back to give her a second chance, I thought that maybe she had just woken up, must've sobered up, because she was coherent this time. Gave me her address, I got there early and thank fuck I did, coming up the hill behind me were a couple of Junkie wrecks. One that looked vaguely like the AW profile and the other like somebody had dragged a dead camel through Primark backwards.
"Uhr ye waitin oooaaann sumdy?" drawls the first one, staggering towards me, eyes rolling all over the place. Definitely the girl on the phone.
I shat mahsel', FUCK. THAT. "Eh, naw." And fucked off into town sharpish, lucky escape.