The pubs were open, at least, so my grandfather and I joined a pint or two for lunch. Our grandparents left Hannah and I for the afternoon. We found a proper bar where we could snuggle in a booth together, sipping at our drinks but, again, I found myself just listening to her talk. She eventually turned to find me half-asleep, hearing her giggle away though all she did was snuggle against me.

"Missed you so much," she whispered.

"I know."

"Miss me?"

"Of course. But... I'm so fucking busy, Hannah! Sharing a room with five other men... though that's if I'm even in a room. Spending more and more...