I went to his house. We watched Across the Universe. We had a few drinks and went out into the rain. It wasn’t pouring so it wasn’t all that fun. We went back inside. He fell into his bed and I sat beside him. We talked for a while and I passed out lying beside him. Nothing happened. I wanted to tell him how I felt but somehow the courage just didn't come to me. In the morning his cell phone rings. It’s his ex. He took a blanket and his phone and into another room. I slept for another hour and came home to study for finals. Nothing happened. Oh well, as long as he’s happy.
So I get home and my sister is in her car crying, her two year old playing with the horn and radio buttons. I ask if everything is alright and she says yes but I know that it isn’t. I take her son to the park to give her some time alone. I don’t study for finals.
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