Should have written this last night, but you know I wanted to get Katie's bit down, and I was in the mood, so blah blah...Anyway, this rounds it all off, from one long distance relationship, to another..

Lewisham, Sunday 20:13...

"...Hey, we're back, I said I'd call...'mum'"

"Fuck off Campbell; you're late, go via Birmingham or something?"

"Trains, Sunday, y 'know?"

"Not really, but hey, it was good to see you both getting sorted, you were doing a lot of talking, get things worked out, yeah? No more fucking arguments. Twats"

"Ummm, yeah, pretty much, we're getting there, you know, we'll come see you soon though"

"Right take it easy, yeah"

"Katie...Effy? You gonna be OK?"

"She's not always like that, y'know, she was OK mostly, anyway, it was just y'know, a surprise"

"Plastic Plates, Katie"

"Yeah well, it's just easier"

"Was that 'performance' because of me?"

"Pretty much, yeah, weirdly she's basically talked nonstop since you've gone about how great it was to see you, how you're looking good, all that shit"

"I'm sorry, Katie"

"Don't be, it'll be better next time, it was partly my fault, I wanted it to be a surprise, I didn't think she's be so 'surprised' y'know? I'll let her know next time. It's the pills, the routine; mess with that she goes a bit AWOL"

"OK, you want to talk to Ems?"

"Yeah, cool."

"Katie, you there? Thanks for all that you know, it was good"

"Emily, Listen...you're not coming back are you?"

"Fucking hell, you don't mess about do you...Katie, I was gonna tell you"

"Yeah, right, heard that excuse before Ems, Listen it's s'ok, I knew pretty much when you said you were going back down with her, that was what you and Noams have be chatting about all weekend , yeah? That was the plan, right?"

"Katie, we need to...y'know do this, OK?"

"Ems it's cool, you know, you were both shit at the being apart thing anyway, and you were getting soooo boring moping about here, Have you told Mum?"

"Erm, no, I'll call her soon, though"

"I'll do it, it'll be better coming from me, she won't go...y'know, it'll just be better, OK?"

"Thanks, I owe you one"

"No, you'll owe me plenty...now fuck off yeah, you'll just start crying or some other shit, and I haven't got time for all that nonsense, I've got this massive fucking form to fill in, it's like a fucking book, it's gonna take me all night"

"Katie, thanks, I love you"

"Obviously, see you soon"

"See you, take care of her, yeah?"

Haverstock Road, Sunday 20:20...

"Fuck sake. Don't cry, Fitch, don't fucking cry..."