THIRTY-ONE
I've been waiting outside the office for thirty minutes. Her next appointment is even upset with her. She was bouncing her leg due to being frustrated I guess, or jitters. "How long have you been waiting?" She looks at me. I really didn't want to answer her but it's because of Ryan that she's waiting so I may as well be nice to her. I look next to me at the girl trying to suppress my irritation. "I got out thirty minutes ago. She's talking to my - " I stop mid- sentence. I didn't know what to call Ryan. We weren't together really but we couldn't be considered friends. "My friend. He came with me today and figured if he could talk to Pat then maybe he could be of help." I was really confused about what we were. Was I even ready to be in a relationship with him or was I still too broken?
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