A whole bunch of chance encounters led to new friends last weekend. And then, Sunday sorority house happened (I never lived in a sorority house) where the girls returned to my house for items they’d left Saturday and we laid around catching up on what happened last night, stalking our new friends on social media, giggling, gossiping, and generally just being girls. It was the best.
You know sometimes you just find a little group and it’s just easy and clicks? That’s these chicks.
It was also a very casual new friends volleyball crew.
It was also this hilarious ’80s pub crawl.
It was also my new fanny pack that has a drink holder.
It was also “I like you, and I don’t know why, because I don’t like beards.” [Really, this is why I liked him.]
It was also the 6’9″ dude who brought a Bumble date to the bar he followed us to and his friends tried to run interception but we all knew (hilarious but also wtf).
It was also frosé*. [For anyone who says you need to blend strawberries and simple syrup and all sorts of other crazy shit into your frosé to make it good, you’re wrong. What you need to do is get a great, very strong and flavorful rosé like this CH one, and blend it with ice. The end. If you have a weaker one, well then fine, and I recommend adding coconut water.]
Should I be calling this froyolo??