“Hey!” I greet Luke with a small nod before sitting in the same spot as yesterday.
“Hey,” he answers back but with less energy, going back to the book he’s currently reading.
Les Revenants, it says on the cover. "That's French, right?" Luke continues to ignore me. I give out a deep sigh, “So, what now? You said we'll go see someone?" I ask then cast my eyes on our surroundings, checking if someone in the vicinity can hear us. When I’m sure that no one is present, I proceed, “How are we supposed to get out?” I lower my voice to the point that I have no idea if he heard me or not.
I am itching to know myself better. And the only thing in my mind up to this point of our meeting is, I’m finally going to get my answers. I know, I’m being overly enthusiastic but what harm is in there?
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