Chapter Seventeen
Lennon
I wake up feeling like absolute s**t. Not that it’s any different from the past two and a half months, but this isn’t the same. After last weekend’s bar fight between Hunter and that drunk guy, I’ve gladly stayed inside the apartment. That was enough socialization for me for a while.
Something about that night brought Hunter and me closer, and I’m genuinely thankful for his friendship. I wouldn’t be able to get through this without him. When that guy at the bar asked if I was single, I had no idea how to respond. What would I say: “Technically, yes since he’s buried six feet under, and I’m still in love with him.”
Talk about emotional baggage.
Thank God Hunter showed up when he did. I probably would’ve broken down in tears right then and there.
I mean, I coul
