Finn’s a bit of a grumpy sod. He’s such an epic slice but he massively knows it.
Do you know who I’m most worried about? It’s not my parents, and it’s not the lads at college. It’s Finn. We’ve been mates since primary. We’ve had sleepovers, we’ve topped and tailed in the same bed. When he finds out, I don’t want him thinking back to them times and getting the wrong idea. He’s my mate, you know?
who the fuck is snapchatting in the serenghetti