He called me up late last night saying that he was already packing up his stuff. He said he was going home with Sir Wally and company, and they were going to leave around 9pm that night. Although I wasn't really keen on the idea of them driving along those zigzag roads at such an unholy hour, I still wanted him home as early as possible. He said to expect him around 5 in the morning.
Around 2-3 in the morning, I woke up because I heard noises downstairs. Darice woke up also, because Dar's lola knocked on our door, to tell us that Dar was indeed home.
Ooooh... giddy with excitement! I missed my baby so much!
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