"So since then I've just been living in this sweet little old town that I guess you'd call home. It's not bad you know.. not really what I'm used to, but then again, compared to London, what would be ?"

Her eye flickers.

"I mean take the night life for example.. I mean, if you can call it night life, I mean really, I don't know why I bother sometimes. Probably just to get drunk I guess.. I mean, the music is shit, well compared to what I'm used to.. TECHNO TECHNO TECHNO!!"

I look down at my coffee.

"Hey, I met this guy the other night who was quite funny, he kept talking to me as if I gave a shit ? I think he was trying to chat me up, but I couldn't really tell.. You know how sometimes you know and sometimes you don't ? Well it was like that.."

I look up again.

"So I just got drunk I guess and afterwoods I caught a taxi home with a few people that I'd met that night... very cool people actually just sort of met them, you know ? I was like, sharing around cigarettes everywhere and saying hello and all that. Lucky they were going my way really."

There is a pause.

I take a drag on my cigarette.

I sip my coffee dry. I say one thing, and one thing only.

"You're not even real"