The Real Thing 1

The first day I arrived at the house, I was tired by my bus journey and went to bed early…
I was woken up at 3 o’clock in the morning by the flatmates I had not met: they banged on my door and i soon discovered that they were drunk. One was even more plastered and louder than the other, he was also the cutest. I decided not to hold grudges.
The next morning, i discovered he had a girlfriend,a fat and jolly pimpelled girl…
I decided he wasn’t that cute.

Sometimes, you need to let go.