After leaving the Lyndon home, I went over to Trina’s to hangout. Much like Lyndon and Violet, Trina and I have been spending a lot of time together.
It was difficult for me to have an ear at home where everyone was wrapped up into their own issues. When I came over to Trina’s, I had an ear. She’s been my psychologist during these past two weeks as we worked to make me feel better.
“I told you it was him!”, she yelled pointing towards the screen where the newfound villain stood over a lifeless body.
I palmed my forehead in disbelief at what I had just witnessed.
Trina got up from her position on her stomach and put her hand out towards me, “You owe me $25. I told you that it’s almost always the one-“
We were interrupted by her phone buzzing at the side of her bed. Trina’s face li
