Lots of ice lollies, Gilmore Girls (and falling in love with Loreluke all over again), throwing rocks at a bedroom window like in a movie (minus the boombox playing ‘In Your Eyes’), being pronounced a “lolita”, drawing on boys’ faces with lipstick, shopping in Derry, being initiated to Once Upon a Time, booking tickets and drinking raspberry lemon cocktails.

Eating froobs and thinking of travelling by myself. I’ve been doing it since I was 14 so why does it seem scary now?

I am dancing/curled up under a blanket/pokébattling whilst two boys play WoW and listen to a Playboy bunny gamer girl (gamer bunny?) yell in the background while battling them.

It’s 7 o’clock in the morning.

Give it a listen!