One of my roommates, name shall be withheld, left circa 3pm with a boy who she had been recently spending a good amount of time with. All of us had met the guy and his friends and had even become so close that he had the delight of becoming my facebook friend. Basically everything about him told us he was normal. Circa 6pm I bbm'd this friend asking where she was and when she planned on coming back. Seeing as the bbm application was created for creepy stalkers like myself, I was able to tell when my message was delivered and when/if she had read it. She first responded to my initial "yooo" with a "heyyyy," after which I replied with a "where you at fooo'?" I could tell that she read the bbm, but she never responded. I then bbm'd her again but it was never delivered. It was clear her phone was off. I started to feel like a panicking mother. Watching "Taken" before I left was clearly a bad idea, because now I think EVERYONE and their mother is in human trafficking. My roommate and the guy stumbled back into the apartment around 11pm, kebabs in hand, after apparently hitting up 8 different pubs. Lucky for us they came back with some reviews and recommendations for places that we'll be hitting up pretty soon.
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