It's been a relatively quiet week, if you exclude Tori yelling all the damn time, Ryder giving me the cold shoulder and Gabriel blowing my phone with calls and texts.
I haven't talked to him yet because I'm a coward, and he clearly doesn't know how to take a hint.
I know that I'm a terrible person for going MIA without an explanation, but what exactly am I supposed to tell him?
Hey, I kinda made up with Brent and I will only need you the next time I'll be desperate and alone?
Doesn't sound very humane to me.
I'm aware of Brent watching me as I drop my towel on the floor. I oil my body before I slip into a matching bra and panties, and I finally turn to look at him when he remains perfectly still.
He's giving me a bored look, like he has seen better than what I have to offer.
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