Imagine unlocking the door to your London flat around midnight one night. You yawn as you turn on the lights and smile when you look down at the big hoodie you're wearing. It's not yours; it's Dan's and it smells like him. You get ready for bed but you put the red Manchester University hoodie back on before you nestle into your covers. You fall asleep with a smile on your face, hugging your own body, pretending it's Dan's.
