James came home. He was loud, busting into the flat with a slamming of the door. He smiled as he walked in, seeing her sitting on the sofa, looking all awkward in his clothes.
"Hello baby." He came over and placed a large brown paper bag on the coffee table, making himself comfortable on the sofa beside her. He smiled, gently touching her shoulder.
Inside, he was frowning. Holy hell, she was a fucking bloke. "Got some drink and stuff... How ya feeling? Got questions?"