Chapter 7
As the sun began to sink low in the sky, Scott struck out, unable to bear the confines of his apartment; which felt oppressive and smothering. Mainly because he was restless, pacing like a caged circus tiger, unable to find peace in his mind, his thoughts plagued with worry for Dakota. The advice provided by Miss Tibbs lasted only so long, then guilt crept back in the way it always did. He was also somewhat selfish, wanting Dakota to stick around long enough for him to get up the required courage to make his declaration.
Then again, a declaration was a big thing.
Heavy.
Scary.
Scott let out a slow sigh, trying his best to relax. He needed to step outside of himself, get lost in his surroundings. So he did, taking a slightly different route than he did for work, meandering th
