Remember when F and I took the PMI and he couldn't believe that I was worrying about taking it?
Well, guess who just called me to tell me he's nervous?
Emhm, F.
Says he has a feeling something bad is going to happen.
Like I need to hear that a mere 2 hrs before we meet with Father to go over our results.
Damn it, now my stomach is getting all in knots.
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