I got a phone call from Sandra today...
"Come downstairs..."
(pause) "a-whaaaaaaa???????"
"I'm downstairs..."
"No you're not."
(buzzer rings)
"AHhhhhhhhhhHHHHhhhhhhhHHHHHHH!!!!!"
I ran downstairs, and sure enough, sitting on my doorstep was my little sister. All the way from Indiana.
She's staying with her new pseudo-boyfriend who Kristy and I e-introduced her to. We gave the boy her info so that he would have someone to show him and his friend around Hong Kong while they were visiting for New Years. NOT what I had in mind...
I feel dirty.
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