i was looking for you but found a girl named Cacy instead except im not entirely sure how she spelt it maybe Kasey? Casey? Kacie? She told me she wanted to start going by Cass (Kass?) though i told her that i knew a girl named Cass and even though it was a lie she couldnt tell or maybe she could but either way she said that the name "Cass" was a "fuckable" name, a name that was bound to "get some" and i had nodded with that sheepish grin you hate and started to shake with that embarassing nervousness that annoys you and she held my hand and lit a cigarette she told me that she hated smokers but that it "blurs the edges" i told her that i was all edges she asked why and so i told her about you and how i was looking but how i had found her and how i very much preferred to have found her instead she gave me a cigarette and i coughed because you know i have asthma i said thanks and called her Cass and she had smiled because i think she was starting to grow quite fond of the sound of the name i coughed out my name and she told me about how Peter Pan was "hot" and how wendy was the biggest "****" ever we laughed and we smoked we talked and we shivered we went inside and we slept and i didnt cheat even though Cass was quite fuckable i slept and dreamt of her rather than you and woke up much happier than i have ever been.