My Purse (Sad Story)

I got back to Laws today and realized that I didn't have my purse. O.O So I told my friends, and they told me to run back to see if I could find it. I was certain someone had stolen it, or almost worse, that I would have to barge into a huge lecture hall to try to find it. I ran all the way to Middlebush (a mile, more or less) to look for it. The lecture hall was empty ^^... and empty :O.

I ran about the building asking janitors, etc to email me if they found anything.

Then I went outside... and found Peter. Who had apparently run all the way after me in order to tell me that I hadn't lost the purse at all, I had been more or less sitting on it...

;_;

I feel loved. And like an idiot.