I was writing moody short stories and living in a tiny house with six girls by the river in Exeter. She (let’s call her F) was living in the uni’s second fanciest halls and working on her Harry Potter Society presidency campaign. It was a classic love story.
We’d been seeing each other for a…
It was a crisp Wednesday night in Canterbury city centre. The town was awash with the scent of half price jagerbombs and VKs. There was a sense of anticipation in the air: who would be getting with who in the dark, sticky corners of Club Chemistry tonight?
I decided, as I hopped on the ‘Chem…
I wish I didn’t have to write this article. We should be able to go on a night out without being concerned for our safety. However, unfortunately, with hundreds of spiking cases being reported last October alone, it has meant that many of us now think twice before going out at night. So, if you’re…