But, that's sort of okay. Me and my flatmate were melting on the lounge around 3 this afternoon, when Tristan texted and asked if he could come over. Being as we were doing nothing and simply trying not to become pools of human, we said sure. He got here and he was like, you guys want to go for a swim? We were like, at a beach? And he said yes, and we said fuck yeah!, changed into appropriate attire, and went out.

Maybe it was later than three? Must have been, because it was after...