P. wants something to read.
Aug. 26th, 2005 08:57 pmIt's half past 8 and P.'s bored. "I want something to read," he declares, "the newspaper shop at the end of the street is still open." When he returns he tells he has done one very good deal: "The biggest pile of paper for the least amount of money." My dear boyfriend has bought two Elles for the price of one and I'm gonna snag one to read while watching Cruel Intentions.