Party and Russian

Date: 7/1/2022

By hellbound

JM and I were hanging out with a woman. She needed a ride to some kind of party, so she gave us the gas money to do so. She kept texting me how boring it was and how we should all go to the Moline Pool. Her dad was with us. He was Russian and couldn’t speak English, but strangely the language sounded a bit like French and I commented on the similarities. He mentioned he did work for museums. We all got to the Moline Pool, but it was different and locked.