"Sun allergy, bit of a bugger that.....yeah I can see it, you somehow suit the 'creature of the night bit', always been a bit of a night owl meself."<br/><br/>She shrugs<br/>"All that means is that we have more time to drink and we'll have a hangover tomorow night instead."<br/><br/>She takes the bottle off him and swigs, handing it back.<br/>"As for swapping tails of woe? Not really much to tell. Usual crap. I meet him, he meets me, I think he's the one, he uses that to his advantage and I wake up one morning only to realise that he's an arse and leave"<br/><br/>She rubs her stiff neck again.<br/>"What about you then?"<br/>