Freddie slides a G&T towards me.
‘Well, for one, I needed Urban Dictionary to make sense of his texts!’
Once I’d picked myself up off the floor.
‘What did you have in common?’
‘Errr nothing really. No, that’s not true. We had the same opinions on lots of things.’
Vanilla (must be extract, Madagascan), watching sport (waste of time), alcohol (waste of time and money)….
I take a sip; it’s quite nice.
‘Does he… read a lot?’
So we had that in common; that and vanilla.