Alexis was jet lagged and looking forward to going to sleep early. “No you have to party” I said. And we did. Isaac and Shek were both leaving. We danced around with a bluetooth speaker and rotating DJ. Shek kept coming with trays of egg rolls and dumplings. We lifted Isaac in the air a few times.
Shek gave us all polaroids of flowers arranged in letters against a black background. At the end a few people kissed in the foyer, among them Ali and Quentin, so I heard later on the bus. As we paraded home I exclaimed to those around: “I want to kiss my friends too!”