Lost in neurons
By Lee-Anne Ford
Hey, have you eaten?
Yeah, I think so.
Pray tell then, when?
Er, hang on, I need to finish this.
Really? I haven’t seen you leave this room all day
Fricking hell, can you let me finish this before I lose my train of thought?
Out. That’s it. I’m out. Sort yourself out.
Cool. Mmmm, maybe that.
Uhhh, what time is it?
Sorry.
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