Jul 31, 2007 19:13
Steph's ...
Okay, honestly, she's just bored. It's all very well gathering yourself to dump the boyfriend, but nobody ever tells you what to do after you're done with the crying and the eating-of-chocolate.
Not that Steph's ever particularly done with the eating of chocolate, mind. There's half a block of Cadbury's still on the table, and she reaches out to it absently every so often between flicking pages absently.
Jordan, by Katie Price.
Weird.
suite 132,
goldilocks