Just a bus ride Honest 2
"When the hell did life get so fucking complicated" I said aloud. "Normally as soon as you wake up everyday" said a passing cyclist. I turned around to see him, just as he passed me. Feeling even more paranoid now I walked now without saying a thing. Opening that front door I prepared myself for the bollocking to come. Because having a phone...is a sin or something. "Where is your phone, boy?!" yelled my mother almost as soon as my head passed the door. Sighing to myself I began to...