I cannot believe what has happened. By 1 p.m. Daniel had stil not woken up and I was starting to worry because the party start at 2.30. At last I woke him with a cup of coffee.
"I thought you needed to wake up because we're supposed to be there at two-thirty", I said
"Where?" he asked.
"The fancy dress party."
"Oh God, Bridget. Listen, I've got a lot of work to do this weekend. I'm really going to have to stay at home and do it."
I couldn't believe it. He promised to come. Now nobody at the party will believe that I have a boyfriend.