I would. I will pay you five pence a day to go and fetch cheese, buy me gossip magazines and watch Scrubs. As that won't pay the rent, I'll request that you live in my wardrobe and we'll rent the attic out to a year-abroad student from France. He won't carry Sartre in his pocket though and be handsome though, oh no. We will be requesting "hopeless geeks only" so you don't get distracted from your chores.
God, God God God, maybe I can get Sebastian to marry me so I can move to Paris and live in a windmill with no need for employment, I will make pretty things and sell them on an Amelie type market instead.
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You're gutted.
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