Its Saturday night, I'm actually home for a change, just chilling on my couch with absolutely no intention of doing anything or going anywhere. The phone rings. Its T. Yes really. Wants to know what i'm doing. Nothing, I say and quite enjoing it. He wants to know if he can come over. My resolve crumbles and I say yes. He arrives, sits in my lounge for 20 minutes not saying anything really. I hate small talk. He askes if i want to go to my favorite club with him. I say no thank you. H...