Even hiding my head in the pillow, don’t cut down the voices behind the wall. I mean, how you can fall asleep, when your neighbors are breaking through the walls, while having sex? And don’t forget that god damn rooster.

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M: “Today is trivia at Tasty Waves, are you going?”

Me: “I don’t know yet?”

M: “I might swing by tomorrow. You’re here most of the time anyway, right?”

Me: “Yes, I live here.”

M: “Do you ever leave this place?”

Me: “No! It’s scary place out there.”

M: “I’m trying to ask you out in here…”

Me: “I might see you later.” 

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We’re at Tasty Waves. Waiting the results of the first round of trivia. Every Thursday evening, they held a trivia night in here. Friends are gathering, they have a beer or two, and just enjoying the evening. If you make it to the top three, good for you, they’ll give you some money, and shots. How much? No idea, I haven’t made it that far. At least not yet. I’ve played it only once, and this time we made it here for the last two rounds. Let’s just say, chances to win were pretty low at that time.

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Last time they had a question about one of the character in the Bible.

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Me: “Lets put this one. It sounds like a true biblical name.” 

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Haile: “You even haven’t seen the Bible.” 

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Earlier that day, I told her that Estonia, historically a Lutheran area, is one of the most atheistic country in the world. If I wouldn’t say that, maybe they would have taken my answer more seriously, despite the fact it was wrong anyways.

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After the first round, we’re holding the second place. “Not a bad start”, I jubilate to Sandra. She’s from Denmark, and she’s our new volunteer.

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Obviously I’m cheering way too early. Our beginners luck has left us. Not to mention, it completely turned against to us. We drop from second place to the last. As well as, every next round we get less and less points.

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Upcoming round promises to be a good one. That’s what Max said. We need to write down two animals, and then think of their hybrid. The cool thing is, they let us know right away who’s the winner of this round. You also receive the prize straightaway. The award is a big fat joint. Yes mom, this is trivia, and yes, your prize is weed. 

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There can be only one winner. However, the losers don’t have to be sad, since everybody know that sharing is caring. The joint is shared by everybody who want it.

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Our “unifish”- the hybrid of unicorn and starfish, don’t bring us the victory. And since there are way too many people on the circle of weed, we gonna skip it. No point to tantalize ourselves, right? But it’s still fun to watch how 15 people, shoulder to shoulder, standing in the circle, and sharing one joint.

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In the last round, we go all in max out. We put all in. Not that we have a lot of points. Our answer is wrong, even though we tried really hard, and lose everything what we have. We finish the game with a score of zero. Seems a lot of teams put all in, because by the end of the game, there is only three teams who has points. 

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We arrive home little bit before 11pm, which is way over my bedtime. Usually I’m in bed by 8 or 9pm. I already doubt that I will wake up before 6am, and will do my morning run. But who knows. 

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I wake up in the middle of the night. A really hard moaning is what wakes me up. Do what you do, but even hiding my head in the pillow, don’t cut down the voices behind the wall. Seems somebody is getting lucky. AND, a rooster, somewhere outside, just started his “cock-a-doodle-dooing”. OH WHY?

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Here I am, lying in my bed, at 3am, and can’t fall asleep. I mean, how you can fall asleep, when your neighbors are breaking through the walls, while having sex? And don’t forget that god damn rooster. What’s wrong with him?

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