Hey, can I come in? So you know how your girlfriend just broke up with you? Well I figure you probably got some condoms left over, yeah? Do you think I could nick a couple? Thing is it’s going great with Hannah and me and I’m thinking… y’know, and she doesn’t want to wait for me to run down to the shop, I mean, talk about eager, and I don’t really want to go down anyway at this time just to buy some… you’ve got some, yeah? Ah, cheers mate, I owe you one.

Oh, by the way, you might want to turn your music up for the next hour or so, just saying, you know what I get like, could get a bit loud, y’know, through the wall, what you listening to anyway? Coldplay? Nice one. Well, anyway, cheers again, that’s my night sorted, see you in the morning.

Tags: condoms, Monologue, very short story

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