the clues are blue

You looked like, yellow, then. Like you were filled with biscuits and marmalade and tea. You were stuffed. And you spoke in tongues or as if perhaps, talking with your mouth full.

Indulgence (indulgence)

"In what, you say?"

"It's my accent," you snob.

But you still went on, as you were.

I almost resented you then and that time we were coming back from the countryside.

"Oh, yes, yes, quite."

"AHEM!"

You had said you had seen greener, fuller trees before and that you weren't impressed.

I should've known then.