Returning, exhausted, from two weeks of conferencing to find shopping teammate, good time girl and fast friend
shara_fares waiting for you in your cell with two bottles of wine, fancy cheese, and giddiness.
Buying two copies of Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows the first day she is here and spending every afternoon reading together in various coffee shops.
Agreeing that the Proms is a snore-fest and leaving at intermission.
Agreeing that The Drowsy Chaperone makes Canadians look important and ironic.
Salsa dancing that isn't really salsa dancing.
Discussing the finer points of the Harry Potter series, which you both finished, the morning of her departure as a means of pretending you are not gutted that she has to go.
Thanks, shara. I'll be home soon. Prepare your liver.