in the queue last weekend, me and Barney had seperated from his group of friends
we were waiting to enter Wahoo.. some arrogant stereotypes of Oxford (I’m sorry that they have to be your stereotype as I’ve found a lot of you guys aren’t like this at all) tried to cut the queue
of course me and Barney (fighting for justice) weren’t going to allow that and put our arms in the way..
the boys on Barneys side started getting rowdy, google image-ing ‘c*nt’ and saying that’s what he is, touching him up etc…
I backed those guys off of Barney and told them to fuck off
being a girl I wasn’t taken very seriously they thought it was all a game. They were and always will be pricks if they keep up that kind of attitude
I could feel myself shaking with rage… I don’t think I’ve ever become so defensive other someone non-blood related before
they grabbed him in a chokehold around the neck…well some things happened after that all in a flash and we were all outside the queue with a bouncer (I chose to leave the queue!)
the dude who previously had Barney in a chokehold before was now clutching his mouth and kicking up a fuss about me and B, it was almost laughable. I guess the bouncer agreed with us that those guys were in the wrong and let us back in the queue whilst those other guys went off to the back/home
one of Barneys friends had shown up to get the guys off Barney - later inside the club he thought I was telling another friend to back off (as a joke) when he came on to Barney
"You and Barney are good for each other, you look out for each other but this is our friend!"
I think him thinking I was seriously telling the other friend to back away from Barney was the highlight for me anyway
made me realise me and Barney are quite the force when together.
one pale, part Jamaican, part Scottish Goldsmiths Design student and one equally pale, part Irish, Oxford PPE student.
written like that you’d assume because our lives are so different it doesn’t work…
it sounds crazy but I can almost hear our click when we’re together.