I left my bed

Holly and I had an accidental girl date which was great fun. It all started out after a failed attempt to meet at London Bridge. Guys, if you're meeting someone in London, you have to be so specific about where. Especially if your phone is going to die. London seems to deem it necessary to have about 34973 fucking exits for every station, path or shop. So when you say "Meet you at the exit", don't assume everyone know what your're talking about, or what stairs is the right stairs. After waiting for about 40 minutes, I figured Holly's phone had died and shed given up waiting for me in an entirely different place to where I was, my fingers were frozen and I was sober, so i started to head off to Canada Water to see if shed gone back to charge her phone to tell me she'd given up. But on my hasty walk to the station, she called me and said she was in Costa, charging her phone and she would come and meet me now. After alot of walking around, and describ...