“She should’ve spoken to me first. It can’t just be ‘turn up, involve me and speak’, moral support. Fucking rain, ten minutes, ten fucking minutes, would’ve got back in time to get the washing in.”
“It’s nothing to do with us. If they want to put him away they will. She won’t be happy with that.”
“God’s sake, ten more minutes.”
“That’s the chocolate cake, think about it, we should’ve just taken it home.”
“The thing is, she lets Lee get inside her head. I mean, she’s lost the point of putting him away, she should’ve spoken to me first.”
“Put the washing in the dryer though I reckon?”
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