Few drinks, popped pub for the big screen, few pints, win the game, cue endless hugging, run to off licence 5 minutes before it closes
*SCENE MISSING*
I've woken up at 6:30AM with an arm that doesn't look out of place in Requiem. Let's fuck France!
On the plus side, I have 25 euro in my pocket. I'm not sure if that's because I kept it, or if I went to an atm befoe going home.