We've decided to go back home in the city the day after as I have to go to my work. I told him he was good to go back to London and we'll just call every now and then but he said he's not with the idea of two of us living on different places miles away from each other.
It took us 6 hours to go back to the house as he was doing so many stop overs like 5. The first he sad he wanted to pee and then the next he wanted some coffee and then the next he wanted some chocolates and then the next he wanted to pee again and then the next he wanted to eat. But I was fine with it as I was hungry and wanted to drink coffee as well.
"Why'd you stop?", I looked around in confusion to find out that this is not my place but a mini market.
"I was wondering if we have empty fridge in the house, let's do so
