If you go and get yourself killed the day after I get back into London I am never going to talk to you again.

We're home.

No one better get blown up while I'm here, because I'll be really angry. I'd be flying to Rome right now if it wasn't for Jude. Jude who doesn't know about any of the Rome shit that happened and I'm not going to tell her because you're okay now and she doesn't need to stress ( Read more... )

That was possibly the most spontaneous flight of my life, although it does have some serious competition for that title.

I'm not supposed to say where we are, but we arrived here safely. We'll be here for a while, but if nothing else, I'll be in touch.

And yes I'll "look after" her. I'm not just hanging around because of the money, you know.

What's been going on with Jude, Alexei? Why do I get the feeling you know more than she does?

30 stitches, by the way.

Paris was brilliant, but oddly enough, I'm pleased to be back in London.

Miss Stephanie, have you been playing in my guesthouse?

Hey Peter ( Read more... )

So I have no idea if you remember me or not, but whatever.

You be bloody careful with Stephie. She's been through enough already and enough of it by your own hand so she better fucking be on the top of your list of people to remember.

Because if she isn't I'm more than capable and definitely more than willing to give you a nice hard smack on the ( Read more... )

I don't understand why he'd let go.

I'm not going to go on some rampage and kill everyone.

Just in case people were worried.

I did think about it, but, yeah. I stopped thinking about it pretty soon.

I'm not going to try and kill myself either.

I think.

I don't know what I am going to do, though. Don't have a damn clue.