We’re out for a drink, a rare drink. I haven’t seen you since – when? I won’t see you again until – when? Out for a drink, then. Out in the bar for a drink. – ‘What have you been doing?’ – ‘Oh – you know. Smoking. Staying in. Not doing much. Just staying in. Smoking. I’m a bit tired of everything, really.’ – ‘What are you going to do?’ – ‘I don’t know. Might go back to college -‘.
Out for a drink. Afternoon, five o’clock, still light. Haven’t seen you for ages. ‘How are you?’ – ‘I’ve been feeling so tired lately. I don’t know what it is. I think I’m ill.’ – ‘You look thin.’ – ‘I’m not eating – I’m off my food. Off everything, really. Maybe it’s the time of year. February, you know. So depressing.’
A drink, late afternoon to early evening. February, the last time I saw you, the first time I’d seen you for a long time, your torn jumper, your cigarettes. ‘Any plans?’ – ‘I don’t know – I can’t get it together. I’m so tired. And bored – you know. Just smoking, really. Every night. Too much, really -‘.
Out for a drink. Old friend, haven’t seen her for a long time. Still pretty. ‘How are you?’ – ‘Okay, okay – not been up to much. Haven’t been out for ages. Holed up for the winter. Hibernating.’
In the bar. ‘How are you?’ – ‘Just bored really. Not doing anything. Smoking – that’s about all.’
The bar, February afternoon. ‘What are you doing?’ – ‘Nothing really. Might get an allotment.’ – ‘Aren’t you going back to college, then?’ – ‘No, don’t fancy it. Sick of studying. But tired of everything really -. I want some time out.’
‘How’s it going?’ – ‘Alright, you know how it is. I hate winter. I’m hibernating.’
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