And so one day we were hanging out in her living room, talking about 13-year-old things, and Jenny's little sister Rosie was in the room with us, and she was sitting behind me just kind of playing in my hair, and I wasn't thinking too much about what she was doing.
Um dia estávamos a passar o tempo na sala de estar dela, a falar de coisas de pré-adolescentes, e a Rosie, a irmã mais nova da Jenny, estava na sala connosco, estava sentada atrás de mim, a brincar com o meu cabelo, e eu não estava a pensar muito naquilo que ela estava a fazer.