It’s gonna piss it down, you know when the atmosphere gets thick? I hurry along the secret way behind the row of beaming takeaways that are always busy at this time of night. I slide into our other housemate Smurf’s bubble jacket that I know he won’t mind me borrowing, then I take the angora scarf from the peg in Hannah’s room. ![]() I’m in my comfiest clothes, greasy hair balled into a bread roll shape on top of my head, and no one needs to see that. Hannah says she will, her head dunking back into the covers, her phone a periscope that’s snapping a picture of my defeat. A game of rock paper scissors is usually what it takes for me and my housemate Hannah to decide who’s doing what between us, and now I’ve lost the best of three rounds I’ve to peel myself from our duvet nest and get going. ![]() ![]() Two of us have been watching telly and as of last minute I’m the one heading to the shop.
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