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she's ok
I walked home to get to sleep, but couldn't because I was so worried. I decided to walk back to the MRI to find out about her. UNfortunately (but also understandably) I wasn't able to see her, but the A&E worker said that she was OK. What exactly she meant by this, I don't know; she hadn't regained consciousness when she was taken out of easySpod on the trolley. Though I pretty much knew she'd be OK since she puked it all up.
On my way out I saw Darren, an ex-tutor of Slems, my old hall of residence. I guess I'll see him around since AFAIK he too goes to slems for the occasional drink.
On my way out I saw Darren, an ex-tutor of Slems, my old hall of residence. I guess I'll see him around since AFAIK he too goes to slems for the occasional drink.