Aften opening my FB account few minutes ago my heart just skipped a beat. On my newsfeed there was a note written into a HellCity Rollers' page where someone was looking for someone he/she saw at the May Day In Hell derby event last weekend. That someone happened to be me. Yikes!
This (what ever it even is) doesn't happen to me. No. Never. But now it did and I'm acting like a chicken. Phew! Breath in, breath out. What to do, what to do, what to do, what to do, what to do? What do normal people do in a situation like this?
Help. Tonight I might need some champagne.