@sharpewit ⇾ semi-plotted thing.
hands in her pockets with shoulders slumped, lauren approaches her friend with a surprising amount of hesitation. why is she hesitating? there’s nothing to hesitate for, is there? biting down lightly on her lip, she sighs, head dropping as she gives in, “so, uh... there’s not really anything keeping me here right now.” no job, no girlfriend, no real friends — god, what a mess — “i know you’re having max, um, having max stay here. i guess i was wondering if you’d mind much if i just... came to london with you until he’s done here.” a pause, and a hint of a smile, “i already told him that he can stay at my place, if that helps in your decision making,”













