"Hey." It's Schuyler.
"Hi." I smile at him and reach out to take my coffee. "Smells great."
"Found you're phone." His eyes flash to his bag. This strikes me as odd, but that's probably just Aaron Clark fucking with my head.
"It was on top."
"Did you see the clothes I brought you?"
"No I didn't go digging. Why?"
He shrugs. Does he look relieved? "Just wondering if they'll stretch to go over your cast."
"We'll worry bout that in the morning."
He nods. "Careful. It's hot."
"Thanks." I take a little sip. "It's good. Schuyler?"
He looks at me. "Yeah."
"I'm so glad you're here."
Schuyler gets this weird look, steps closer and brushes my hair back form my face. He seems about to speak, but after a moment he just leans over and kisses me on the temple. Now, wordlessly, he takes his seat and flips on the TV. My heart thumps in my chest. The TV clashes with my music, which makes everything seem a bit off. I feel sweaty and I wish very much I was going home alone tomorrow.
The End.
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