Thank you for being there when I didn’t know I needed you
<p>November 2003, North London. Five bright young female law students file into a cinema auditorium in <a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Wood_Green" rel="noopener ugc nofollow" target="_blank">Wood Green</a>. We share the same house, the same degree subject — but not the same ideas about what is and isn’t acceptable behaviour in said house.</p>
<p>Two months after moving back in together in our little 1930s semi-detached house in Arnos Grove, the stress of final year law studies and having to deal at close quarters with each other’s odd habits is already beginning to show. A joint trip to the cinema is our way of trying to paper over those cracks.</p>
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