BrownHouse room 41

The Table Got Longer

I Made Enough For Six

Nobody Checked Their Phone

We Found The Extra Chair

The Record Kept Going

We Got To The Singing Part

We Opened The Second Bottle

Everybody Stayed Late

We Laughed At Nothing

I Left My Keys In The Bowl

The Last Ones Sat Down Again

You Can Take The Leftovers

We Said The Same Thing Twice

The Sink Can Hold It

They Left And It Got Quiet

Everyone Got Home Fine