I'm going stir-crazy two and a half weeks into my own personal lockdown. The club's vacation ended three days ago, so everyone has been at work as normal, and I'm stuck here. On Wednesday afternoon, my mother came to visit. Of course, I took the opportunity to complain about my brother putting me on lockdown, and, of course, she f*****g agreed it was the right thing to do. On Thursday, Chalice, better known to me as Chad, was my babysitter, and we spent the day playing cards. He's good at Rummy, but I kicked his ass at Canasta, so there's that. Thankfully, it's Friday, and Callahan worked the day shift at the bar, so he should be home around the same time everyone else is.
I've sat in the common room for the last hour watching Criminal Minds because I get sick of sitting in Callahan's
