Honey
I know bad s**t sometimes happens to good people. It's the inevitability of life, right? It just seems so sad that someone died in the club because of us. The weight of that responsibility sits on our shoulders. Brandt and I talked about the life that was lost in the wee hours of the morning after we had s*x at his new house. We haven't made it back to the playroom since all this craziness has hit us. We had both been hoping for a fun night, the night of the fire, but you see how that turned out. Not that I am complaining. We made it out with our lives. One woman was not so fortunate and that is a real shame.
We went to the memorial this morning. We listened to her family and friends talk about her. She will be missed. We didn't know anyone and sat in the back. Brandt donated some
