Waiting Is A Bastard - For Him

Waiting for results is a bastard. Normally your biggest phone-related crisis is forgetting a password you created eleven seconds ago. Now it's got a proper job to do, and staring at it apparently doesn't make the fucker ring. I've checked. I won't tell you to stop worrying, because that would be about as useful as your contribution to loading a dishwasher. What I can do is keep you company and talk enough bollocks to give your brain something else to complain about. Pick a film, put the kettle on or let me hear that story again. Yes, even the one where you were definitely right and everybody else was an idiot. I can't hurry the answers, mate. I can remind you that I love you, and you're not doing the waiting alone. Roast with love x