I am just laying the table when Amanda comes back downstairs.

"Takeaway?" I grin at her. She laughs and pokes her tongue out at me.

"You know me so well." I pass her her glass of wine and she takes a long slug of it followed by a loud hiccup which creases the pair of us up. we spend the rest of the night laughing our heads off at old stories about the three of us.

I set up the spare room for her like we used to do every weekend and we have our usual pillow fight (although considerably quieter now.) I can't help but feel that it's different without Suze though...it's almost as if we're flirting with one another.

How strange.

I abruptly end the game and give her a hug goodnight, I turn and quickly leave the room.

Later on, I hear her quietly crying to herself.

Go and comfort her, you know it makes sense. I ignore my thoughts and fall asleep quickly.