I was determined not to go out every Wednesday during my third year of university. I should have been aiming for the highest grade I could possibly get, not getting home at 3am with doner kebab leaking in my bag. But lo and behold, there were only two Wednesday nights throughout the year that I…
It’s an unnecessarily cold Saturday evening in March 2021 and I’m sitting on a bench on London’s Southbank. The condensation from my Sainsbury’s G&T can is dripping down my already freezing fingers while my Hinge date describes how he’s currently learning Spanish on Duolingo. It’s just like every other lockdown date I’ve been on for…