A Léon plant scene set the tone for a small domestic memory. Happiness narrowed to knowing Pauline’s dinner time and eating together.
Thursday, August 10th.
3:00 p.m.
All I ever asked of my "wicked", "psycho" (just joking) flatmate
Pauline
Just kidding
I think I was only ever happy when she told me she'd be having dinner at a certain time and that I could eat with her
: )