"I bet you all didn't know that if you can tell the difference between being rude or not rude that means you can't possibly suffer from social anxiety or any other mental illness. Just FYI from an ignorant twat on LS :)"
She told him that for all he knew she could be in a public place. "Not half" he said and moved towards her.
She gave me the sweetest smile. She takes a step back and lets the blanket jacket fall off her. We hurried towards the door and went inside. " Do you want breakfast, i'm cooking. He had to be listening, right.