“Why accrue all that debt, when you could be earning. A LOT,” Mick rubbed his hands together.
“Yes Will,” Jimmy nudged him, “what you planning on doing with an English degree anyhow?”
“No idea,” Will replied non-chalantly, “but at least after another couple of years, I'll have a good qualification. Nobody will be able to take it away from me and I'd rather do it while I'm young, get it out the way. Jeez, now I sound like my dad.”
“Come on,” Jimmy laughed, pulling Will onto the sticky dancefloor, where Hema and Sadie were gyrating their torsos to a Snakehips song.
“Will!” Sadie threw her fake tanned arms around his neck and planted a sloppy kiss on his cheek, “isn't this cool? The old gang back together again.”
“I suppose it is,” Will replied, but his eyes were on Hema; the way her smi
