Just another week-end...here and there

I can't believe i just survived this week-end. Friday-Saturday-Sunday all put together are to this day the most surreal experience I've ever had. Surreal, and rather intense, hence the lack of updating here...

I don't even know where to start.
In chronological order I guess...


So, on Friday:

I was invited to the birthday bash of one member of the Schmookin' Creek. Bday Boy was actually my best friend Liz's boyfriend, himself one of my best (slightly twisted) friends.
It started all as a pretty much normal birthday bash. Thirty or so persons at a pub in Leicester Square and way too many pints.

Pretty "normal", as far as I am concerned, if you don't include the presence of two of my exes, J and M. (If you ask, I used to spend way too much time with the Creek back in the day...)
Still, it all went well, the three of us now perfectly able not to cross the - slowly rebuilt - friendship line. (Phew!)

We were supposed to finish the night in Shunt, but as it tends to happen when a group of too many persons gets together for too many drinks, we never made it, and about eight of us opted for catching the last tube back to the Schmookin' Creek's flat in South London.
As you do, we sat down with a few joints and some good music, and started talking about the deep meaning of life.
At one point, Bday Boy and Liz excused themselves to their bedroom, which we thought was only normal (and healthy).

But, blame the weed if you like, we decided to keep a "peaceful attitude" when we started hearing serious screams of anger and noises of objects getting smashed against the wall.
J, M and I couldn't be bothered to move from the couch anyway, and we chose not to intervene.

That is, only until we heard the entrance door getting slammed, and realised Liz had left the flat.
It appeared, after a two-minute long investigation, that our favourite drama queen had left on a whim, all without shoes, keys, or even a phone.

I managed to drag J out of the couch and we both went out after her. Except that she was nowhere to be seen; not in the lobby, not in the basement, not in the 24hours local Food and Wine, and in none of the dodgy streets around.

Two hours later (it was 3:30am), completely sobered up, the two of us had been through the whole neighbourhood, had woken up half of South London by shouting her name at every corner, every drunken/homeless/random man on the streets had been asked if they had seen a shoe-less girl on her own, and I was continuously arguing on the phone with Bday Boy who hadn't got out of his bedroom all this time...

But Liz still hadn't reappeared. Running short of options, we opted for going back to the flat, where we would call the police (that is, needless to say, after a well-needed session of flat-cleaning and "evidence"-hiding)

I called her name out just before we got back in, and as we heard a shy "Yeah?", J and I almost fell into eachother's arms out of relief. (Well, we fortunately didn't.)
"Liz!!! Where are you? Thank God we found you! You're here!!! Where exactly? We can't see you in the dark!
-Up there! Erm... Lilith? I'm stuck..."
I glanced "up there" and heard J gasp while my heart missed a beat.

Liz was standing at the edge of the rooftop, five floors above our heads!

"Don't move!! Sit down!! Err... Wait! We're coming up!"
I swear I never saw anyone climbing five floor as fast as we did, and swore off smoking for life (or at least for the next five minutes).

The poor girl was in a complete state of shock and for some random reason my nerves decided to let me down and, in spite of my best efforts to keep my head on my shoulders, I started to cry uncontrollably when I realised how worried and scared we all had been.

Back in the flat, not knowing what else I could do, I poured a cup of hot chocolate down her throat, stuck a lit joint in her mouth, and went to sleep in her bed next to her after Bday Boy decided to sleep on the couch...

I had to wake up less than two hours later.
But that's Saturday's story, and for the time being I'm going to bed, I hardly slept since...