I was left speechless (unusually for me).
I was a bit surprised because usually he is a bit more open-minded, being someone who likes to experience art, to talk about art and to paint. Maybe it’s because it was the umpteenth time that I had disturbed him whilst he was doomscrolling on his phone. Look at this, I had said. I told him that I would name and shame him. I told him that I would tell all my course mates what he had said and ask them how I should have reacted. We had a titter.
I’d been pouring my morning kombucha. Those bubbles…



I’d been playing with the dog in the garden. Those shadows…
