Callum wears his self-hatred like a badge of honour. Dexter hides his behind nice clothes, blag, bravado and pick-up artist bullsh*t but it's obvious he's a mass of insecurities.
It's entertaining but a bit like a fight between two drunk tramps in a car park. They don't really know what they're doing nor why they're doing it but they're sure as hell not going to stop now.
It's entertaining but a bit like a fight between two drunk tramps in a car park. They don't really know what they're doing nor why they're doing it but they're sure as hell not going to stop now.
Nicely worded