I guess you might call this a ‘found story’.
I overheard a girl on the train, talking on the phone to a friend.
I wrote down what she said…
“So we spent five hours talking about our relationship and I told him we were splitting up. He phoned me later and he’s in the bath, with his clothes on, crying. He says he’s taken loads of sleeping pills, but they’re herbal ones and they’ve given him diarrhoea. I mean, who wears their clothes in the bath?”