Lucy Jackson

Yeah.

I take my 30 kilo suitcase up the stairs.

He then grabs my suitcase and throws it out the door and closes the door on me.

No.

Mind you, it's Sunday.

Everything is shut.

There's no Ubers around and I'm in the middle of nowhere.

I've got my small suitcase and my big suitcase and I start dragging them along.

I whip out Google Maps and it says a bus is coming in the next 10 minutes.

The road was steep and hilly, but I had no choice.

When I got to the bus stop, I realized I'd left a bag in his car.

I couldn't remember what was in there.

I knew I had shoes in there, but I was willing to bear the cost of them and let them go.

I texted him and asked if he could quickly bring them down before the bus comes.

This girl is a sucker for punishment, bro.

He replied with, I'll see.

Don't tell me what to do with my time.

Oh, yeah, that's giving English barrier.

He put that in Google Translate for sure.

I eventually see him walking, so I start walking over towards him and then I see a Ferrari about to drive by, so I put out my arm like a hitchhiker.