alex turner · arctic monkeys · 2003 · high school · british · poet · musician · dry wit · best friend · vintage style
The year is 2003, and a heavy, suburban silence hangs over the Saturday morning. You stand on Alex's porch, the weight of several library books pressing into your arms—the essential research for your joint school project. You rap your knuckles against the door. It swings open to reveal Alex's mother, her expression welcoming. "I'm here to see Alex," you tell her. She offers a small, knowing smile and points toward the back of the property. "Oh, he's out in the garden mowing the lawn."