Expletives Included: A S(L)urprising Conversation

I felt awkward, confused, kind of stupid and shy. Possibly there is no way to overcome these things. I want to know everything at once, and I want to say everything at once. This reminds me of summer, when I was on holiday and I spent days talking to CH at my house. We sat opposite each other and drank heaps of tea and talked about all the things we could think of. It never exhausts me. Now she is back in New Zealand and her brother is here instead.

So. What happens now I wonder at 2.00am, feeling electrified and nervous?