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“Hey,” he said, a finger busy on the screen of his cell Mine beeped again
David: Wanted to say goodnight
“Okay,” I said, looking up from the screen “Come in”
The side of histo feel self-conscious He didn’t see, his so to bed?”
“I was just reading Couldn’t sleep”
“Is your brother here?” He stood and followedloudly on the old wooden floors I half expected Mrs Lucia from downstairs to come out and yell It was a hobby of hers
“No,” I said, closing the door behind us “He and Lauren went out”
He looked around the apartment with interest As usual he took up all the space I don’t kno he did that It was like a er than he actually seein with In no rush at all, his gaze wandered around the roo) and the shelves of neatly stacked books ( his head into my bedroom
“Ah, yes It’s a bit of a h” I squeezed past hi up the books and other assorted debris scattered across the floor I should have asked hi up Myfrom LA I’d let my world descend into chaos It suited my frazzled state of mind Didn’t mean David needed to see it I needed to make a plan to clean up anized,” I said, flailing,lately
“It doesn’t matter”
“This won’t take ahold of ht me “I don’t care I just need to talk to you”
A sudden horrible thought entered ?” I asked, today’s dirty work shirt clutched in htened around my wrist “You wantPortland? Is that why you’re here, to say goodbye?”
“No”
“Oh” The pincer grip s eased back a little “Okay”
“Where did that coently toward hi the dirty laundry He pressed for side him I sort of stu it with any grace Story of rip on ot a weird look on your face and then you asked ,” he said, blue eyes concerned “Care to explain?”
“You haven’t turned up at uess I wondered if there wasby”
“I drove by your apartured I’d send you a text, see what mood you were in after our talk today” He rubbed at his bearded chin with the pal of stuff I need to tell you”
“You drive by avegoodnight to you”
“How did you knohich as mine?”
“Ah, well, that time I talked to Lauren when I was first caured this oneinstead to check out the photos of me and my friends on the walls “You mad that I’ve been around?”