Honey, I’m home
had a pretty good time with Sam, his friends (and Grace for a bit).
We played Monopoly one night and it got incredibly competitive because Sam had the best luck in the world and it went to his head slightly. He bought all four stations in four gos (he rolled four tens), got £2000< from free parking, got only money from chance and community chest cards, etc. as well as avoiding the whole street that another player had bought (with hotels on all of them) for three hours, until his luck ran out rapidly after 3 hours (he got annihilated by Park Lane).
He told us beforehand that he got stressed out when he played board games and he wasn’t kidding because when we decided to bake red velvet cupcakes later he had a full on mental breakdown in the kitchen (it was like he went into a depression, he started blaming everything that ever happened on himself). I think it was partly set off by the vodka spiked coffee that his friend gave him but who knows, I dragged him out to a club and he returned back to sanity on the walk there. Overall it was the best night I had when I visited him, possibly one of the best I’ve had in months.
