Looks like he’d had a night he wasn’t going to remember any time soon. Completely out of it he was.I joined Michael out on the balcony. It was a n...ce sunny day. His balcony had a great view of the city skyline, thanks mainly to the spare block of land across the road, and then just more apartments adjacent to this. After offering me a coffee, Michael told me about his wild night with his boyfriend and mates at the gay club just around the corner.Turns out Hamish’s boyfriend was over east on a. "A photo?" Belinda trilled. "Sure! Miz Watson loves photo ops with her fans." BELINDA!" I hissed. I doubt he believed her line of bullshit because I had to show him my student ID a moment earlier to sign up; but Belinda's attitude spoke of a desire to milk as much fun out of me as she could tonight. If I'm being honest, I'd have to admit I was enjoying it; the boy at the sign-up desk wasn't the only one looking at me with his mouth open, and some of them were bordering on cute to. In the moments when we would talk about our sex lives even he admitted that he did not completely understand the way it felt when we first kissed. He would describe it as special but it seems as though English does not contain the words that we could use to describe to emotions it brought. In the days after our first encounter he would come to begrudging admit that he was feeling as if he was a kid with his first love. I felt the same way. That carnal teenage love that every one of us. It was ok because the two were the only ones in the area at the moment.After about a minute Julia's clothes came back into existence.The next half hour or so was very uneventful. The two were behind their registers with no customers to confuse. Melanie came over to Julia's register a few times to chat for a bit. Finally, a man came up to Julia and asked her to show him where the different kinds of spaghetti sauce are."Right this way." said Julia exiting her register stall. She began walking.