"Dudeeee..that was him!"
I was outside, my feet shivering. My arms were not staying intact.
"It was f*****g him", Ethan held my hands, "So what....we don't care. Let's find another chill-out place"
I wanted to look at him. Once. Just see what he was like. But I felt fate hadn't destined for it. Even when I wanted to google him, my phone died. Now, I could have so easily looked at him, but my feet didn't move.
Nothing wants me to meet him.
Let it stay that way.
"This place is nice"
We had come two streets across from a small restaurant called the "Candies" where hot chicken and fried potato were served. I stared at it, my tummy growling despite the last-hour incident. The two hadn't talked about it at all, guessing they knew it was too devastating for me.
But I wanted to talk about
