Daylight through the curtains they forgot to close. Someone ordered more drinks like time wasn’t real. It wasn’t.
Tag: afters
Mia Covered For Me
Told Sophie I crashed at a cousin’s. I was three streets over with a man whose Instagram I still can’t find. Mia wants payment in the form of me doing her laundry. Fair.
Dalston Kitchen At Someone’s Mate’s
No one knew whose flat it was by 5am. There were fairy lights and a chopping board used as a tray. I made toast for a stranger.
Roof Terrace At Four
Someone’s friend-of-a-friend had access. No licence, just speakers and a view of the City looking cheap. I danced like the content was already posted. It wasn’t. Yet.
Peckham Roof At Sunrise
Someone’s speaker dying. Someone’s shirt as a blanket. I had mascara on only one eye and still felt like the main character.