She quickly gives the driver her address. Lydia's still goggling at the state of the car. She's in a Jaguar. Like, seriously. This guy is minted. Lydia can't believe that any of this is happening. And a Jaguar! Her wildest dreams have come true. She wishes Nancy was here to see her now!
The car ride is relatively short, and they pull up at some dilapidated flats in the back streets of Southwalk, They're pretty grotty, even from the outside, and they don't get much better in. She leads the way, kicking a stray sweatshirt out of the way as she goes. Empty takeaway boxes litter a messy kitchen and there's an odd smell lingering in the flat.
"It's a bit… sorry." Lydia blushes. "I would have got the other girls to tidy up if I'd have known."
She reaches for her door, and leads Cesare to her room. Half a bottle of cheap red wine sits on her bedside table and there is makeup and clothes scattered all across the floor.
"So…" She shrugs, suddenly unsure of herself. "This is it." Inside, she's quivering. Oh my god. Oh my GOD! I've got a man in my room! Oh my God, oh my God!
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The car ride is relatively short, and they pull up at some dilapidated flats in the back streets of Southwalk, They're pretty grotty, even from the outside, and they don't get much better in. She leads the way, kicking a stray sweatshirt out of the way as she goes. Empty takeaway boxes litter a messy kitchen and there's an odd smell lingering in the flat.
"It's a bit… sorry." Lydia blushes. "I would have got the other girls to tidy up if I'd have known."
She reaches for her door, and leads Cesare to her room. Half a bottle of cheap red wine sits on her bedside table and there is makeup and clothes scattered all across the floor.
"So…" She shrugs, suddenly unsure of herself. "This is it."
Inside, she's quivering. Oh my god. Oh my GOD! I've got a man in my room! Oh my God, oh my God!