When the others arrive, me and Harry go and sit ourselves in a quiet corner with fresh coffee's - not wanting to get in the way of what we call 'Monday madness.' If I thought it was a mad day for me and my team, it is nothing compared to the sidemen. They sell thousands and thousands of items, and their team of eight staff seem to be like little Duracel bunnies.

We chat mindlessly for about an hour, until the Sidemen delivery arrives. I offer up my help as Harry had given me a hand this morning, and about an hour later all of the boxes are piled in a corner and accounted for - waiting for someone to come along and put them where they needed to be.

'What you up to for the rest of the day?' Harry asks as we lean against the wall catching our breaths. It was a lot of boxes.

'Nothing really. Got a few emails to sort and that is about it' I laugh at how boring my days had become.

'Perfect, grab your coat' Harry says as he pushes away from the wall and heads towards the back door. 'Come on, hurry up!' he shouts as he disappears through a door.

I find him leaning against his car outside, scrolling through his phone.

'About bloody time, get in' he says as he walks around to the drivers door. Someone is bossy this morning! I have absolutely no clue what is going on anymore, so I just climb in and put my seatbelt on.

'Gonna tell me what we are doing..or?' I laugh as Harry reverses out of his space and heads towards the main road.

'Going to mine. We have a video to film.'

***

Harry wraps up the video, turning everything off and transferring the footage from the SD card to his computer. Once it is doing so, he just turns to me and laughs. We are both soaked through to the bone due to Harry forcing (okay maybe not forcing - convincing) me to do the try not to laugh challenge. There is water everywhere, and it is going to be a pain in the arse to clean up.

'You can have the ensuite, I will use the main bathroom' he laughs as he hands me a towel. 'You might need some dry clothes though' he laughs again as he walks over to his wardrobe, pulling out some joggers and a hoodie.

Once I am dry and dressed, I lay myself on Harrys bed whilst I scroll through my phone. When I look up I see Harry walking through the door, dripping wet and naked except for a towel wrapped around his waist. 'Probably should have though about clothes for myself' he laughs again as he grabs clothes from his wardrobe and disappears into the ensuite. When he returns again he is, thankfully, clothed.

'Choose what you want' he says handing me his phone, open on the Uber Eats app. I guess I am having lunch here too then.

'You are so demanding today' I laugh as I add my food and hand his phone back. 'Get in my car. Film a video. Order food.'

'Oh shush you, you love it really' Harry says nudging me. He slightly (massively) underestimates his strength and I am thrown off of the bed on to the floor. I just lay there laughing until tears are falling down my face. Harry laughing so hard that he almost fell off of the other side. 

When I regain my breath I climb back onto the bed, glaring at him in a joking way. 'Adding violence to the list now are we?'