Without an eight-year age gap

Scallie has blanked me the last couple of times I've been home. Last night she seeks me out and spends most of the evening telling me about her sex life and moaning about the guy she wanted to pull. Telling her that I didn't actually care about this stuff doesn't do me any good.

The weirdest thing is that when she first speaks to me she brings up a conversation we had over two years ago. Totally randomly, like we'd not spoken about anything in the interim.