Dafterrow
The day after tomorrow when your brain is so fried it’s like a bag of chips that got dropped in a blender
"I’ll text you on Dafterrow. By then, I’ll be able to remember my own name again."
"Dafterrow is when I finally stop pretending I know what day it is."
"I don’t care if it’s Dafterrow. I’m still hungover."