I have a friend. Her name is Grace and she’s a nutritionist. Passionate about health matters.
He’s an honest guy. One would say he’s too honest. Brutally so. It’s like he attended the University of Cutting Jibes, Faculty of “Chills for Who?”
He’ll call his girlfriend (assuming he has a girlfriend) and will probably tell her how the rain has ruined his day and his white shirt, the one she bought for him.
What’s done is done. I am a single man now.