"Were you really named after Bob Dylan?" I questioned sitting up and facing Dylan, pushing the hair out of my face.
"Yeah why?" He asked sitting up as well
"It sounds like a dogs name.." I confessed sniggering to myself
Walking up with the sound of an annoying alarm is the worst feeling in the world, i feel like i just want to pick it up and throw it against the wall. However this was no time to be groggy and moody as everyone has a lot to do today. Sitting up i made my way downstairs into the kitchen
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Where i made myself some breakfast which consisted of poached egg on toast. Then once i'd eaten, i rushed to wash the plates before dashing upstairs to do my getting ready routine.
Because it was around 7am now i knew that i had roughly an hour before we all had to start getting the equipment for building the posts so i did my bathroom routine which consisted off peeing, washing my hands and face and lastly brushing my teeth.
Once that was all done i skimmed over my clothes for today and decided on wearing my Gray shirt with my blue plaid fleece, leggings and thick socks and then my combat boots that are downstairs along with my coat. Gliding down the stairs i decided to put my hair up as we would be doing practical and its part of PPE to tie your hair up, usually...unless you're Kelly and don't care.
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Rushing downstairs i snatched my coat off the peg before picking up my boots and keys. Making my way to the living room i sat down on the sofa before putting on my coat and boots. Reaching out for my radio that was on the coffee table in the living room
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