“So, I might be a little late… Are you listening?”

Donna looks over at Daniel sat on the bed in his dressing gown, he seems to be in a world of his own. On realising he is being spoken to, he looks up.

“Sorry, I was uh…” he begins.

“It’s ok.” replies Donna “I was just saying, a meeting this afternoon has a habit of overrunning, so I might be home a bit late. But you’re sorting tea since you’re home today ok? Are you doing much today?”

“Not much, just chilling I guess.” he answers.

“That’s fine, you take it easy. How do I look?”

Daniel surveys his girlfriend stood in front of him. She looks smart in a freshly pressed blouse and a grey knee length skirt. As she asks, she pulls on a matching jacket.

“You look great.”