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say, had been the start of a beautiful friendship.
    We'd promised each other then and there that, since it was uni and a time for just seeing what was out there, we'd only fall in like while we were roommates, and only when we were serious about someone.
    In the intervening two a bit years we'd naturally ended up shifting a bit more towards the middle from our polar opposites. Abi had discovered the wonders of comfy clothes and the 'less is mor e' approach to makeup, whilst I'd enjoyed moderate success with a cuter, lighter haircut and worked my way up to the occasional 'bitch' when needed.
    During this period I'd only been in like once, with a guy called Jason from my second year accounting tute who had turned out to have more annoying habits than a gremlin. Abi, despite her string of artistic arses, had only admitted to like twice.
    Like was not a word to be bandied about, so this was big news.
    "I've never felt like this about anyone before," she ducked her head in embarrassment and then laughed hoarsely. "Listen to me, I'm talking in flat out clichés, please slap me if I say 'he's the one'."
    "I promise I will," I said fervently, but at the same time I felt some of the weight on my chest lift. There was nothing like seeing those closest to you happy to make your own problems fade a little into the background.
    That being said, as I shifted myself up, fully intending to settle into a proper girly debrief session, I was forcibly reminded that every single part of my body was still pulsing with pain, nausea and confusion from my significantly less romantic night.
    "I'm really stoked about multiple nights man Joe," I assured her. "And we're going to go over every awesome detail a million times, but I think I need to have a shower, brush my teeth and become human again first so I can get to the appropriate levels of excitement for you."
    "Oh, hey," she instantly looked contrite. "I'm sorry, we should really be talking about your night. Elliot Sinclair, I mean what the hell?"
    "You know what?" I sighed. "I'd rather not. I feel ick about it and, for now, I just want to get clean and then hear about what happened last night to make you all twinkly and shiny."
    Our room had a little kitchenette behind a concertina door on the left and a similarly tiny bathroom on the right that contained just a sink, toilet and shower. Cocooned a few minutes later in the small shower cubicle, I leant back against the cold tiles and let the lukewarm water roll in sad little rivulets down my front. OK, so the water didn't have much of a concept of 'hot' and the pressure was akin to a dribbling watering can, but it was private and I relished in the time to myself.
    Not that I wanted to have found the like of my life the night before, I mused, or that I in any way begrudged Abi her joy, but it would have been nice to have even a smidgeon of her contentment so I didn't feel quite so discombobulated.
    Looking down at my naked body I really tried to grasp that Elliot now numbered in the handful of people who had seen it in all its, not exactly supermodel, glory.
    Everything I'd ever heard, both in rumour and from awkward interactions with Elliot's girlfriends as they tiptoed across the foyer (that I had usually just flippin' mopped) the morning after, indicated that he was a good lover. I ran my hands over my breasts and then down my sides and tried to imagine them as his, Elliot's, the guy who had given me far more Chinese burns than compliments. Was I really supposed to believe he'd pleasured me?
    Ergh! I reached out of the shower and grabbed my toothbrush off the sink before beginning to scrub hard at my mouth.
    I couldn't take what had happened back, but it was a small consolation to know that it wasn't as if I had to brace myself for any awkward 'after' conversations with Elliot.
    To say that we didn't move in the same circles was like saying monsoon season was 'a bit wet'. I'd spent my life on the periphery of Elliot's fancy friends, not wanting to