At the fashion show I am getting snowed on like crazy. I have a VIP wristband so I can come in and out whenever but their is no service in the venue and outside the snow is coming down onto the cracks of my phone. I am speaking Spanish to the Latino currier. He says he’s here in the middle of Jefferson Street but he’s lying or retarded or something. Wrong, Malo, Estoy aqui no sabes dondes estas, I share my location with him and still he is confused. I sit in the slight awning of one of those Bushwick warehouses with the metal doors, No Parking Tow Away. I hear a cat inside crying, probably a stray that got stuck in there. I try to lift it up but it’s locked. Pobre Gato. Eventually I send him a photo of the street signs and go back inside to charge my phone. I can hear my friends all in some strange green room but this place is a strange maze to me. I meet a woman who says she knows me that we have met many times that I roll my own cigarettes and my name is Jack. I don’t recognize her at all and she is angry. But it becomes a bit where every time I see her I pretend not to know her name, the bit makes me laugh and I still don’t remember her name she doesn’t like this joke. I go outside and grab the package from the courier who is muy tranquilo. I get my friend a VIP wristband and we go to the backroom full of smoke, the fashion is over it was fast. In the backroom full of smoke we talk about how nice it is that we don’t know anyone back there we’re smoking cigarettes and filling the room with more smoke. Then someone we know walks in and it gets all fucked up. I’ll be right back is what I say when I’m done talking to someone at a party. Outside a crypto friend has spent $500 on a “table” which turns out to be made out of plastic and very small. It has two bottles of patron and we all take maybe a shot. I mix mine with pineapple juice. We’re kinda wrapping up we all mosh to lil peep for a second and the fashion crowd doesn’t really dig it. We are acting too white. Plain and simple. They shouldn’t have put that shit on tbh if they didn’t want us to act up. Anyway upstairs there’s not much going on and we uber to my friends house and then and then and then and then.
