He doesn’t understand anything, and I couldn’t begin to explain. I finish my biscuit, well …rushed it .
‘Where are you off to?’
‘Not to the sheds?
Actually, that was a lie. I’m pretty sure it was obvious I was lying. YES? DAMN!
The thing is.....im
'F L E E T I N G' i say in a rather-annoying-little-girl-voice.
Everyone’s at home watching ‘im a celebrity’ or something as equally mundane. Soo i’ll be back, im just walking back summertown lane…(well, that’s what i told them).