The Rehearsal Of The Last Supper

What did they think at the Last Supper? It's probably similar to what we thought last night at our Pre-Last Supper of our campus time.

I know there are impatient people that someone you are waiting for is late, sometimes too late, but my friends don't mind however late I'm and vice versa. I don't know when our relation became such but I figure out they are my really special friends. Each of us seems to need the others.

We talked about our indivisual futures, love (as pillow-talk goes), the shared past. And then we came to my room so that they could stay here and sleep well after drinking more. When One of us fell asleep quickly and early (she looked a little tired), another started men's talk in spite of my girl here and awake. WOOOOOPS. She were, unfortunately, sure to get my past and my personality during the time. I knew the friend well and that the reason why he started talking about it. It's the fault (the purpose just for him) after drinking, you can say. It's because he knew nothing terrible and complex would never happen.

...I had a lot of fun last night.

The answer, What did they thought at the Last Supper, must be that they want only to have THE best supper with one another.




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