I can't sleep. The blonde... Millie... she's asleep. I glance at her. She's pretty cute when she's asleep. I get out of bed, pulling my clothes back on.

This is stupid. There's no point lying in bed, if I can't sleep. I find my phone in my jacket pocket. I smile when I see that Clara has replied. Even though the time stamp says she sent her message hours ago, it makes my heart race.

Clara: You've never been one for giving up. Wouldn't expect you to start now.

I know I ...