I wake up, curled on the sofa. Alone.

Feeling bad about patching Conor yesterday, so I decided to call him.

He answered quickly.

C Hi Kendall, I'm sorry for going at you when we were at the party.

K Hi Conor, I understand.

C That's great, but I need to tell you something. It's not bad, don't worry.

K What?

C I'm going out with someone.

K Who?

C A girl called Gigi Parker.

K Text me a picture.

C okay.

I waited for the picture and it did come through.

Kendall : You lucky son of a duck!

Conor : ik