I met MBF's mother today (well, technically yesterday, considering it's early morning). It was quite random and unplanned, and, of course, mildly awkward. At least only mildly, though.
How utterly bizarre. How quickly it seems that this has become some kind of real relationship. As a drunken MBF currently lies in my bed, snoring his head off, I'm not entirely sure this is what I want at all. If somehow we're at the 'meet-the-parents' stage, surely we should be defining something? It's definitely time to address whatever the hell it is that's going on. Hopefully I'll have the guts to bring it up tomorrow. It has been a weird day.
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