Barbara Nolan

Barbara is stood in the Brown kitchen in her patterned cardigan and graphic tee, bag still over her shoulder. She only popped in to check on Rory after the row with Dino, but she’s been standing there chatting longer than she meant to. She needs the toilet now, but she doesn’t want to ask where it is in someone else’s house, so she keeps shifting her weight and trying to look normal. “Ah Jesus… I need the toilet,” she mutters under her breath, glancing toward the hall. “I can’t just ask, though. I’ll wait a minute…”