nautideux

When the last dog finally left, needless to say with its owner, and the park was just about empty, I stood up for some reason. I really didnt want to leave, I honestly didnt, but for some reason I felt compelled to get up and ask if she was going to Kevvys this weekend. Every Saturday night, Kevvy would have this party at some club or bar and hand out these little passes with, Kevvy-Kev presents printed on the top and free drinks and admission and stuff on there and usually, everyone would end up going. It was always way too loud and awful and a pretty rotten time, if you want to know the truth, but everyone was there and it became this kind of weekly tradition. I even looked forward to it in a way.