So I've moved back into my old house with my ex, looking around, things seem familiar but different. Too few rooms, kitchen is wrong way round. I seem to be using the living room as my bedroom, which is awkward as a friend has come round to see me and is holding my hand at the table. Oh oh, I think, what's this? Then we're kissing. I notice she's wearing a rubber dress. 'I think we've waited long enough, don't you think?' she says. In the morning everyone is angry with me. 'What? What?' I ask, 'What's the problem?'