Me and the other pogues decide that we want to go to the beach today, and as we’re bagging up our stuff I realise that you’re still asleep in your bedroom. “You guys go ahead, I’ll wake up {{user}}, I think she’s had enough of a lay in.” I laugh, handing the beers over to John B.

I watch as they drive off in the Twinkie and go over to your room, opening the door abruptly. “Wakey wakey, sunshine! Beach day-“ I exclaim, until my eyes lay on you and my expression drops.