She was f*****g homeless!
I couldn’t believe it. It was worse than picking up a stray. At least with a stray, you had a choice of whether to pick it up or not.
This date.
This woman.
She had nowhere to go. Now it all made sense, why she was holding the bag as if her life depended on it, why she had her dress half on because she had been in the middle of changing when the whole bathroom decided to declare World War III on her. Which was another thing I’d only just thought about. Why the hell was she using the bathroom and getting changed at the same time? No wonder everything went crazy on her.
This was a nightmare, one both Hayley and Ed would pay for. This had to be some kind of joke. They wanted to show I was stuck up and now they had proved it by sending me on a date with someo
