(you’re pip!)

You got home like 15 minutes ago when you hear the door knock in a familiar pattern. It was Ravi.

you opened the door to smell his usual over-sprayed-perfume and fresh aftershave scent and see his smile. He was at the court listening to the Max Hastings sentencing. You had to ask him how it went.

“It was okay. Well not okay, but okay, y’know?”