Sounds like the friend needs to get the hell out of there and never look back, to be honest.
She’s tried but no dice apparently. Since she’s spent practically the entire semester in Spain they won’t let her transfer back. Now if she’d found this all out 8 weeks ago, we’d be in business. She’d be happy and I’d have my pal back. But as it stands I’ll just worry about her for the next week and a bit until she comes home for Christmas.
I’ll fly out to see in the Springtime. Can’t wait to see that cow’s face when she answers the door to me. It’ll be great.
I’m going to get glassed, aren’t I?