Date: 19 January Dropping Alex off at her house after hanging out at Sylvia Park or whatever. I'm walking up the drive, and she has a massive, modern house. It's all white concrete, and sloping, and weird. The garage door on the left starts opening, and the front door tot he left opens. Her dad stands in the doorway, and he looks completely unlike how I imagined him. He has long hair, and looks like a rock-star would. Her mum is in the garage.