Well ive just arrived at the hotel that will be my final living place. So totally scared and alone but determined
I once tried to exit in a hotel.
Had a great night out on the town, then went back to my room to OD.
Police knock on the door, at around 3am, and say that I am apparently going to overdose.
They actually see the bag of tablets on the table, with alcohol.
Anyway, fuck head number one couldn't get a signal on his phone, so had to go to the end of the landing to speak with his sergeant. Whilst he was there, I said to the other "I'm really tired, can you please just go with your colleague and let me lay down for a few minutes whilst he makes the call?"
He obliged.
What mistake did he make? Ha, yeah, he left the bag of tablets.
They were down my neck before you could say "what a fuck up."
I bet they got the biggest bollocking from their sergeant.
I vaguely remember being taken out of the hotel, then I was gone.