Worked at 5pm.
Mood wasn't there. Cause I got complained. Sales wasn't good. That faggot is so darn hard to please for fuck's sake.
Was raining heavily. Ter texted me asking me to take care. Felt loved. I did the same shit years ago. He replied me nice sweet replis too. But yea, I don't know. I just think of him...
Ter picked me up from work.
Chilled a lil while before heading home.
