Sebastian
"You really f*****g like her," Josh chuckles whilst watching me follow the girl that's walking away without a damned look back at the table we still sit at.
She's leaving before discussing sleeping particulars, and for some reason, I find that not having her here at the table only makes me want to retire to the apartment we call our own for the next few days.
"Don't know what the f**k you're talking about," I lie. Knowing full well this is more emotion than I've shown in three years or more years.
"Seb, this is good... it's about f*****g time."
"Don't. Don't f*****g say it, Josh."
"I will. You've been living in this perpetual state of unknown for years now."
"I have a wife," I tell him. Getting a look from the couple, particularly the woman at the next table over.
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