Hey, movers!
Tonight began reluctantly. Annie--who has a bad cough-- Jane, and Rachel were gathered at Annie’s house. The move was yet to be detected. Nothing was astir but the faint buzz of Rachel’s phone, lit up with texts between her and John. There was one question on our minds: Where da move at?
Initially, Nash’s house was the destination. We suited up and waited for John to text us the address. The clock ticked. Our feet tapped nervously. The move... where was it? We finally got word that the new location was Lukas’ house, but still, we had so many questions. How many people would be there? How many memories were being made? And most importantly, how many memories could we be a part of? We rolled out, unsure, unsettled. Listening to OutKast and Porches, we made way our way over in the move-mobile.
We pulled up in front of Lukas’ house, paused, and got out of the car. We got inside, still unsure if we had made the right choice. Jack greeted us at the door by saying, "haha you guys weren't invited!" and yes, maybe in retrospect there was humor to it, but in the moment: way. too. real. Unless it was real. It was probably real. Nonetheless, we marched on. Annie and Jane wandered into the light of the kitchen and the house was revealed to be lovely, always a bonus. Annie side-hugged two or so boys before deciding she had reached her quota for the night. “I guess that’s all I’m getting tonight,” she sighed, “Awe shucks.”
The three of us descended into the basement, completely sober. Some could say, we were more sober than we had ever been in our lives. We were once toddlers, and less sober. The basement was harshly lit, but a nice move environment. If we had been able to dim the lights in the basement and suggest some songs to DJ Kurt, it would have been ideal, but we can’t be too picky can we!?! We aren’t technically “really cool” so we're grateful for every move we attend. Regardless, John had oreos so that was nice. He also, conveniently enough, brought his laptop so we got to watch some of his summer video. It was very nice. Minimalist chic… it had a Cooper-Union-student-instagram-account and @ronaldpariss aesthetic to it. We liked how the beat of the music aligned with the movement of the waves and the shots of rawdogs just being dudes :)
There was a complete Muzzy discography on the basement shelf. We were half-floating, half-socializing, when we saw it: homies were punching holes in the wall. The cheering, the laughter… oh the humanity of it all! What it is to be young and clad in jeans from Udelco! Jane received several worried texts from her parents so we headed back to the move-mobile where it welcomed us, parked two houses down.
Overall, the move was good. We made the right choice attending. Thanks for opening your home Lukas!
Question of the night: Why did God make _____ _____ so cute?
Overall Rating: 6.5/10
Female to Male Ratio: 2:1
Redeeming Quality: It did not need to be redeemed