Thy next foe is...
I'm back in Walthamstow Towers now, with still no real idea what I'm going to do next. At the very least, I need to start claiming unemployment benefit (if I accept that's what I am by now). The journey was fairly uneventful; there was a bit of an awkward moment at HH station when I ran into Kat, but only in the sense of trying to come up with anything to say beyond "hi". I mean, hell, what is a socially acceptable conversation to have with your ex-girlfriend's ex-girlfriend?
Yeah, sleep now.
Yeah, sleep now.