Pub toilet. Lock that didn’t work. Someone knocked twice. I said “occupied” like I was booking a meeting room.
Tag: dating
The Neighbours Heard Everything Again
Thin walls. Thick voice. I’d apologise if I was sorry. I’m not. They play drum and bass at noon on Sundays, so I consider us even, actually.
Flat Chat Named The Regular
They’ve given him a nickname. I won’t repeat it. It’s accurate. He still thinks he’s mysterious.
I Read His Texts After
Not proud. Also not sorry. His mum, his ex, a booking for two at Dishoom. I screenshotted the Dishoom one for later.
House Party Ended At Breakfast
Someone put porridge on. Someone else was still naked. I wrote half the piece on my notes app between bites.
Anal In The Back Of Uber
Rain on the windows, driver pretending not to notice. I was already wet from the club. He asked, I said yes. We didn’t even make it to his door.
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.
I Shagged Mia’s Ex First
She doesn’t know. He texted me after their row. I went round. It was messy and good and I am a terrible friend. Will probably tell her when it makes a better story.
I Slept With My Photographer
He said the light was better at his. It wasn’t. The pictures were though. I posted two. Cropped his face.
The Ex Was At The Same Bar
He looked well. I looked better. I made sure of that in the mirror by the sinks before I walked over.