Lucy Jackson

As I do and like fucking kind of gave him a bit of a whack.

And then my friends that we'd met traveling, Katie and Mitch, Mitch was like this little legend.

And he started, he like fully arced up and he was like, mate, what the fuck was that?

Yeah.

And like Katie went off.

And we just had to like rush off the bus because like I'm pretty sure one of them had like a gun on the bus, like one of the drivers.

And it's just like...

Whilst they were completely in the wrong, it's like you just don't know what the reaction can be.

I was like, fucking gross.

Yeah, they would have been like maybe like 19, 20-ish from memory.

Oh, I didn't, like, honestly, everyone's different, but that didn't really rattle me that much.

I just was like, what a fucking pig.

Yeah.

Like, I definitely wasn't, like, in turmoil about it.

Babe, I would have loved to have just fucking punched him in the face.

Yeah.

But just being where I was in the world, too risky.

Oh, fucking oath.

No, you and I flew back together to Cancun.

I remember clear as day because we stayed in this weird Airbnb.