The night is not finished when you finish. Sit up. Talk rubbish. Touch my back. That quiet bit is how I decide you get another.
Tag: kindness
No speech about my past. No scoreboard on the night. Just appetite and a bit of manners. Rare. I remember them far too bloody long.
Nice is manners in public. Kind is what he does when nobody is watching and you need a lift, not just some cheap little compliment.
Water and a check in are not deluxe. They are basic. If you can take your clothes off you can ask if I got home.