Social Wrecks

A breath down your neck.
A close, warm touch.
They all mean so much more than we can imagine. A beautiful, intimate moment shared between two imperfect beings.
In the real world, it means love.
On the 33 Bus to Hammersmith, it means nothing. It's the norm to be that cramped.

That cramped- not THIS cramped.

In which Social high-anarchy as we know it, breaks into as many pieces as Jooheon's kettle. (Let's just say that it's more than 2).