ZOEY
For three days and three nights, Zoey had successfully avoided Celeste.
She went for her classes, went for her waitressing job and by the time she usually got back, he was always fast asleep.
The bottom line was that he wasn’t in her way.
Today was Thursday and she didn’t usually have classes on Thursdays. Back when she thought Celeste was a reasonable person, she told him what her lecture schedule was like and he knew it like the back of his hand.
Sneezing, she got out of bed that morning, walked to the kitchen and heard him whistling in his bedroom. Angrily, she turned around and walked back to her room, going back to sleep.
She set her alarm to wake her up in exactly one hour.
After an hour, Zoey got up and walked back to the kitchen in hopes that Celeste would be gone, bu
