After I posted the blurry photo. “That’s my mate’s boyfriend.” I typed then deleted then posted the next one anyway.
Tag: messy
His place in Dalston. Door wasn’t locked. Mate stood there for a second, laughed, then asked if we wanted a beer. We kept going. I came looking at the ceiling.
Someone put porridge on. Someone else was still naked. I wrote half the piece on my notes app between bites.
We never left the flat. Someone DJ’d off a phone. I snogged a boy against our own fridge. Cheap night. Expensive hangover.