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Please stop. My panic attack

is having a panic attack.

And don't have casual sex.

- Really?

- No, darling.

You must always,

always try as hard as you can.

- I've got to get a tattoo.

- And I want one and all.

Over my whole body, of myself.

And taller, with bigger tits.

- What's up?

- He's such a bloody liar.

- Who?

- Scott.

- Said he had a stall here.

- ls that why we came?

I can't believe he'd blow me off.

I gave him the ride of his life.

- Zo...

- Wanker.

- Zo...

- What?

He's right there.

- Hey, handsome.

- What's up?

I don't know. You tell me.

Or better yet, show me.

Hey.

Hey.

- How are you?

- I'm fine.

I know I left you hanging

the other night and I just wanted...

- No, it was my fault.

- What?

- I just... I could've been a bit more...

- She told you.

What?

You did, didn't you? You told him about me.

Shouldn't have done that.

Tessa, wait!

Tessa!

Hey. You missed lunch.

You eat it.

What are you doing with all this?

There's a bonfire in the garden next door.

Don't do that. Please don't do that.

If you don't want these things, I do.

That's Spain. You were in remission.

A boy whistled at me, and you took that.

Said I'd never want to forget my first whistle.

Yeah.

But I do.

What are you doing?

Do you mind?

Feel very free.

I'm Adam.

And you're Tessa.

I've seen you around, since we moved here.

I meant to introduce myself, but...

They're not love letters.

It's none of my business.

I'm just saying.

I didn't get dumped or anything.

I wouldn't have thought so.

Anyway, I've got more stuff to burn.

Cool, whack it on.

This is going.

Probably best. That's a dangerous dress.

Are you okay?

Tessa?

All right, don't move. Don't move.

I think you fainted.

Are you diabetic?

Do you need sugar?

Have some of this.

- It's flat.

- You're tough to please.

You say that like it's a bad thing.

Okay, excellent. Not embarrassed,

not embarrassed at all.

No, it's cool, all right?

I mean, I've never had that effect

on someone before.

I kind of like it.

This is a nice garden.

Thanks. It's kind of my thing.

It keeps my mum happy.

- How about your dad?

- It's just the two of us.

- I should get home.

- All right. You need help?

It's not exactly far.

So, anytime you've got something to burn...

Or I just want to pass out

in front of someone...

- You know where to come.

- Yes, I do.

When Tessa dies, can we go on holiday?

Cal, that's an awful thing to say.

I don't even remember going to Spain.

It was so long ago, it might not even be true.

Cal, that's enough. Go to your room.

- Dad...

- What's wrong?

- Get out!

- What did I say that was wrong?

- It's all very confusing.

- No, it's not.

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