I got a failed delivery slip in the mail yesterday. Got my hopes way up, drove down there before even going home first, and got there six minutes after they closed, ugh. So of course I went there first thing. It was his shoes and iphone. Gahhhh. I'm happy that this probably means all of his clothing and stuff will be here when he arrives (the nice lady who got my MoC stuff sent it out yesterday)...but I was really hoping it was him.
EMS tracking barely ever moves, it turns out. Siiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiigh impatience.
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