I sleep badly overnight Friday to Saturday, unable to let my mind settle on any one decent fantasy so I can bring myself sexual closure, if nothing else. I send Hrishi my address, and he simply sends a text saying he’d be there at eleven. Nothing else, no sign off, no explanation, and certainly no row of little x’s and o’s. I spend the morning cleaning up my room as much as I can without arousing suspicion, clear the browsing history on my computer – because I certainly don’t want Hrishi finding