I never returned to my apartment that night, not that I minded, I was with Vincent. Only thing that mattered to me. Later in the morning, I went to my apartment, got changed in my working clothes and Ali had made for me some snacks. There were books scattered on my floor and a small smile spread on my face thinking of Ali going to the school. I sat down on the couch when Ali handed me a bowl of fried potato wedges.
He sat down on the chair, beside me, tossing a potato wedge inside his mouth. We were eating silently, none of us really talking much. It was a comfortable silence, so I didn't mind it either. There was not much similarity amid spending time with both of them. Vincent was my romantic interest and Ali, well Ali is like my litter brother. But one thing that was similar in both o
