Florida's Journal

Entry Thirty-Three

Dear Julius,

Nonononono-
Please don't make me do this! ;~;
I mean... all of the other states are doing it, but whyyy do I have to come? I'm not into this kind of stuff, I'm into basketball.

Plus, when has Alfred's parties for the Super Bowl ever gone well? Nevada 'accidentally' spiked the punch and I got drunk with the other states! New York took pictures. I'm so embarrassed.... I don't remember what happened to me, but I'm pretty sure I stripped and tried jumping off the roof into the freezing cold pool and miserably missed? And, according to California who was one of the only ones who could understand, I was slurring in Spanish and was laughing uncontrollably.

I-I'm so... this can't happen again.

Alfred, please don't invite me to your Super Bowl party again. I know if I decline the offer, you'll force me to come anyways. Maybe... maybe I could hide with Spain and he'll protect me from Alfred!

Hah... I really hope this works. My life literally depends on it.