ALEXANDER
"Is something wrong?" I heard Chris ask. I shut my book before looking down at my lap where his head was rested. He was reading a book of his own. We had been like this for the past two hours. Reading and keeping the silence. It was something we both liked.
"Yes, how come you noticed?" I asked. I didn't lie to Chris and Chris didn't lie to me, not even the seemingly 'necessary' white lies. Chris sighed, shutting his own book.
"You haven't flipped a page in thirty minutes." I shrugged, letting a hand caresses his dark hair.
"What is it?" Chris asked closing his eyes as I continued to pet his hair.
"It's that Travis person. I've initiated a game I don't want to finish," I sighed, looking out the window at the corner. The paleness of the sky already told me it was evening. I ho
