once I was at a sleepover at someone's house, and I really didn't like her

so I solved the problem by walking out her front door and getting lost

well I eventually found a door to knock on which I did, and it turned out that it was her friend alex

so I told alex this made up story about being lost and needing to get home and she let me in, gave me a drink and took me back to where I needed to be. I am surprised that she never thought of telling this person I'd left her house, but perhaps she didn't know, or she did- but knew of my hatred for her

no idea why, but I always called alex dunder toes. I said it once and it just stuck with me