Paxoi

We welcome you with open arms, G.O.A.T.s of Mount Olympus!
The wakeup was cheugy this morning for Leg and Ru. Ru was smokin hot, in the literal sense, (but also in the figurative) and was deliriously half awake. Leg was choking, also in the literal sense (less so in the figurative). The air did not pass the vibe check of her throat, so she was a-coughing and a-sneezing. This was at like 5 in the morning, and the two went to the front room to get some air and some cold. Ru slept on the carpet, she is not bougie, but Leg kept waking her with coughing.
Fast forward a few hours, and we all had to pack our bags and skip town, because we are going to Paxi! Needless to say, packing was mid. We returned our hire car, but mum’s “morals” made us take a ton of time bc she outed us to the peeps and said that there was a nail in the tire. Lowkey a beige flag on her part though. But bros were not salty in fact they drove us to the bus station in record time, we were slightly worried by his driving but it also served, he was lowkey highkey flexing. The bus was a basic thang not much happened 🤷‍♀️ after that it dropped us off in the sunniest port ever which was not positively bussin it was too hot for us then we walked for kilometers, asking everyone we saw where to go. They all pointed us in the same direction: a restaurant thing. We kept taking Ls today, because the ferry was like nah, pass and the engine had broken down, so we had to wait for 1h30 for a 45 min bus to the 1h ferry in the south. But the bus ride was bussin’, we were in the backseat (drunk on something stronger than the drinks in the bar, jkjk, T Swizzle reffff). The boat ride ate, we played the song charades game, and we all took Ws. Then we walked for 10 minutes to our new hq and went for a swim. It was lowkey between mid and bussin’. The water was too warm. But we then walked to Gaios (yass queen slay name!) and bought some spinach pie that gave us the ick tbh because too much dill. Just too much. But we strolled back to hq, and Tate yapped about k-dramas. She and Ru practiced their soft smiles. It was lowkey lit.
Back at hq, we swam again, Leg and Ru moved a mattress upstairs, it was giving workout 101 vibes and they both nearly died. Tate was coolin’, as she was asnozzle. Plus 5 mins of chill time that was madly needed, and then we ate. And ate dinner, tonight we had pasta salad. Afterwards, Tate must have been physically tweaking because she offered to do the dishes alone. Leg yeeted some bread (and not the good kind 💵) at Ru’s head with great force. Then we composed this here bad boy blog for your enjoyment.

Time for our honorary mention and minute of silence for our fallen comrade. Lil’ Genius. Fool, you know Howie Duwett! It was lit yacking with you today. Can’t wait for you to serve with us instead of for Garden Ice! Peace right out.

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