Yeah, it was whiskey until dawn
Who’s on it?
We have no idea where the car is
Looks like we’re all getting lost then. We had to get a cab to the car
The reason I feel permanently nervous is because you were soon leaving and now you’re gone. I just remembered
Please ignore me forever
She needs her bike
The best sentence in that book is my co author’s, Flaubert’s ‘ je doute de tout, meme mon doute’
Sudden panic. Have you gone back? I didn’t get a chance to say goodbye or ask about him. Obviously I whispered that last part
I’m by the Cowley roundabout turning into myself
Her display photo is enough to make me wet
You’ve been sighted in oxford in a boy racer car
I’m sitting on a train listening to an overweight, middle aged man talk about special k and how eating after 7 is just murder