STACY
It was half past five when I decided to go back home. I didn’t let him drive me here since I was absorbing every goddamn thing that we spoke to each other. It was too heavy, I could feel my chest sinking and sinking every time I recall the moment where he seemed so genuine, so free of confusion. My eyes were already droopy after being awake for so long and my head hurts. I don’t know anymore. I gently closed the door, only to discover my mother was in the living room. The house was pretty much cleaner now after last night’s party hosted by Andy for his colleagues. It was a s**t night, introducing me to his colleagues seemingly belittling me and it was a surprise that my dad somewhat jived in. They didn’t stop until Alex told them to. My mother smiled at me and asked me to sit beside
