TP was still sulking over the *shooting* incidents last night.
Walking to uni, the atmosphere was as cold as the morning air.
I decided to make amends.
"Tell you what. We could go to Tesco tomorrow and get nice food, like Ben and Jerry's."
"Tesco? Be too expensive, we need the mickleover bus from town and that'll cost a fortune."
"Nah, CL and H2 gave me their old unibus tickets, we can ride on them up to Mickleover campus and walk the rest of the way, only be about 15 minutes walk."
"Can we?"
I shrugged. "Why not?"
"Will you get up early so we can go?"
"Sod off, not for Tesco."
"Tesco, Tesco, Tesco!" She sang, happy again, skipping through the park.
All was well again, and we had an indepth discussion about the "Shazza" tattoed on Stingray from Neighbours ass and if Darren would still have a thing for Libby after 10 years throughout Habitat Management.