We Were Having a Perfectly Nice Time

Some people are inherently unlikeable. Some people smell bad. Some people have just read The Bell Jar and insist on telling everyone. Some people click their fingers and waiters & waitresses. These two flatmates hate those people. They seem to hate a lot of things. Perhaps even each other. But they were having a perfectly nice time. Not great, not wonderful, not even lovely, but good. Fine. And then she had to go and spoil it all. This comedic short play is about loo roll, lost love at the bus station and knowing when to end a conversation. Especially a sad one.