Unanimous. Even I voted against myself. He was mid and talked about his founder journey. Never again.
Tag: sofa
He turned up at 1am with Tesco flowers and a speech. Mia let him in. I filmed nothing, which is growth. The group chat the next morning was unhinged. She says she’s fine. She isn’t.
She asked. I said yes because I’m nosy and horny. He didn’t touch me, just sat there. Weirdly hot. She texted the next day like we were booking lunch.
Red wine, someone else’s jacket, and a dent I cannot explain to the landlord. We flipped the cushion. Classic.
Same night. Same man. Different room because the first one had his flatmate snoring. Efficiency.
We never left the flat. Someone DJ’d off a phone. I snogged a boy against our own fridge. Cheap night. Expensive hangover.