While Trevor went to work, I realized that my Sociology text book must've stayed at Dain's house also.
Without hesitation, I called Uber and got myself to his house, using the spare key and walking in.
Nothing had changed, it all looked the way he left it.
Such a beautiful place, such distasteful memories.
The study room was the only place I didn't go in, that's where Dain spent mostly all his time. I didn't really think that I'd leave it there, since he didn't like me in there, but sometimes I would be an exception.
Pulling the door open, I let my eyes drift all over the room, from the library shelves to the only table in the far corner.
This was the only place he'd allow himself to be humane in front of me.
I walk over to the desk, immediately spotting the bright red and white b
