I am going to fuck this up, I know it.
....I'm meeting his kids. Oh, God.
It's not particularly busy at The White Room, but for the moment that's a good thing. Lucy's head is still vaguely pounding from last night's boozing with Beckah, and she is really in no mood for loud bars or blaring music. Just the fog of cigarette smoke, and the large
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