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Barthelouna

Barthelouna

Now clearly there had been some miscommunication. Or non-communication. Or neither. Whatever. Over Christmas I had booked a ticket to pop over to Barcelona to visit one of my closest pallissimos (Rani, he will show up later. Swear.) I made this public knowledge that this frolic would be for me and me alone. As a nice mental break to collect myself. Collect some tapas. Collect my sanity. Of course what is the correct etiquette when someone does not invite you on a trip? Book yourself a ticket and invite yourself! If anyone has any tips on how to de-invite someone once they've packed their backpack and are following you out the door holding one of their shoes plz dm me. Until then, see below. 

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