Home Alone.

7 Dec

There’s something so wonderful about being home alone, as a girl.

Get your minds out of the gutter immediately, dear reader, because I’m not talking about any sort of smut that people might look for in a private browser with the safe search off.

I’m talking about the fact that I can mooch around the house in my pyjamas, and not have to put a bra on. Seriously. It’s one of life’s greatest pleasures. Especially as I don’t have to move anywhere at pace – that’s just asking for a black eye, and I’m not mad.

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