Last night was the drunkest I've been in a very long time. Intended to get tipsy seen as it was Amy's 21st BUT Davey was buying me sambuca and I've not really eaten in about a week. Recipe for disaster. Even though I don't remember a great deal, I know that I had fun. AND Davey seeing me in that state and still texting me after saying "You cute motherfucker" is a very good sign. He looked after me so good, I could barely stand, I couldn't hold my head up very much and I was very adamant that at 5am all I really needed was more drink and a line of phet...he responded by getting me undressed and putting me in bed, stroking my hair till I passed out. I think Amy, Jen and Julia all fancied him. They kept telling me how much he resembled Alex Turner and Julian Cassablancas. I have started my essay all over again, I only had 250 words done anyway and it wasn't going anywhere so why not? x