texts: Lady H said she thought you might be - </s> <s> I'm not pregnant.  I'm hot.  I'm too hot. </s> <s> Right. </s> <s> Aren't you? </s> <s> Sweltering.  Come on, I'll take you home.
labels: Can't we really go home?  I can't breathe. Aren't you dying for green, anything green, or rain, wouldn't you die to feel rain on your face? It's Christmas and it's all - I don't know - if you asked me I'd go home tomorrow.  If you wanted.