The silence that followed the overnight alarm seemed strained. At seven Gf struggled from bed and stood by the shower contemplating the controls.
RRRRRRRRiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNggggggggggggg !!!
The alarms went off again... and again small clusters of irritable humanity began to gather in the car park.
Somehow the apology letter that had been shoved under the bedroom door seemed trite. GF thought of burning it in the wastebin.
[File under: Diary]
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