On the train back north-east, you went to the bathroom and puked, and told me and hoped that no one found out that it plugged the toilet, and no one mentioned it so I guess we, you, were safe, but I felt bad because I had thought you might be pregnant and I didn’t know if we wanted that, but didn’t know what to say so I went to the cafe car and got you fizzy water and a very large americano and you were ok until we pulled into the station.