Joanna "Jo" Romée | Saint Joan of Arc (maidoforleans) wrote,
Patrick
Okay, so, first thing is to calm down. Uh, take a deep breath or something. In and out, nice and slow. A few of them. Just chill. Weirder and worse things have happened, okay? I woke up in Cincinnati without my pants once, five days after I picked up a fifth of gin in Orlando. Some blanket confession to cover your bases and you'll be fine. Nobody's telling Michael, I promise.
Now tell me, are you okay? I can come get you. If I'm overreacting, I'm sorry- I sort of had a few beers tonight before I found this. I can still come get you, though.