After catching a fucking cold and being assisted (assisted, really?) by a doctor who thought all I needed was to be listened to instead of treated (bloody hell! – I wonder if she was a psychologist and what the hell she was doing at the emergency department), all I could think about was those freaking 40 degrees I hate so and how I’d get back to them sooner.
It was only then I caught myself in the windy weather, standing in front of these boys. They are really cool. So cool that they even made me forget how cold it was in York and smile! 🙂
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