There was a pause and a stony silence.”There must be something you need?” asked my mum to the older of the gang. Gay sex “What the actual fuck” someone from our side says and I see the other lads laugh. A rub of the shoulder to display that we are all struggling with this together.”Is there a chance that you could offer some of your stockpile of food?” asks Katie. We then spotted a lad, slightly smaller than the gang-leader return and shake his head “Just found the one canister of fuel Darren” he added showing his disappointment. Holed up in a disused petrol station a fire was roaring just about as we battled the cold and the elements. He instantly gets up and rushes off to clear his head with fresh air. I remain on my hands and knees, having just had sex. We watch the beans cooking as he pulls out a plate and loads some up for Hannah. We shrug and the conversation ends there. “Thank you so much lads” she smiles.Mum takes her plate and slowly takes a portion as the last remnants of the beans are used up.
