Theo loves Pippa and Boris and Kitsey differently. His love for Pip is like hot coals in your gut, it’s always there and it hurts and hurts and hurts and you can never fully forget about it. The kind of way where he collects things that make him think of her, things he thinks she might like.
He loves Boris in a messy drunk kind of way, the kind of way that you don’t fully realise until it’s far too late and you’re absolutely wasted, but it’s been there, building up. In the way that he makes choices based on what he thinks he’d do, he thinks about him and what he’d say.
He loves Kitsey because it’s easy safe and available. She’s there and it makes sense. Head not heart.
He does love them all. BUT NOT IN THE SAME WAY.















