I felt the Aurora filling up my eyes. I force them shut but they just bouncing around my head, red and blue. I stumble a little but Sofie catches my arm and steadies me, hooking the crook of my elbow with hers. We keep going down the street, me in a snake-like pattern and Sofie straight as an arrow with an uaffected gaze.
"Why do we fall in love with people that we hate?" Sofie asks me, not really expecting an answer but looking into my rolling eyes anyway.
"Oh Jesus, Sofie! Would I really be two inches from eating snow if I could help it? People fall in love to complete themselves- you know that fucking cliche. But what they don't realize is that they try to find people that fix them. But they don't even know how to fix themselves. Try swallowing laxatives when you have a headache!"
"You alright, Timmy?" She laughs. After four months sharing the same flat, she knows me pretty well by now.
"Ah fuck it," I look up towards her and give her a thumbs up, straining to lift my thumb in as dramatic way as I can to ensure she understands my inner turmoil. She smiles and gives me an equally strained thumbs up and we both spit out our cigarettes laughing.