Sebastian
I want to say the journey down into London was anything but anxiety-inducing, but it seems we've lost the ability to talk as we both avoided each other gazes.
The car was stifling hot despite me tinkering with the air temp multiple times, yet it was still raining, so I couldn't open the window for fear the inside of the car would get spoilt with the rain.
Even so, it's not an hour later that I'm pulling up outside the Hilton, piquing her interest with how upmarket the hotel is that we're staying at, most likely. That's my summary, anyway.
Her eyes have been alight with want for a while, drinking in the sights as I drive the scenic route into London.
The sky rise buildings, the Thames, and all that's surrounding it like that giant wheel and the Houses of Parliament.
I doubt
