Fuck. So, I totally understand your desire to never, ever see me again. But I have to at least say sorry about Coffee Guy. Even considering my track record, that has to be in the top five highly embarrassing dating scenarios (and I'm more than a little concerned about how he got the key to my flat.) Anyway, I'm sorry. So sorry. Fuck. Sorry. --Glasses
Look, I'm terribly sorry, but... let me put it this way: I'm pretty sure he didn't even get in through the door. I think he got in from the window. Your flat is on the fourth floor
He will kill me if we go on.










