Sebastian
My ass of a roommate has managed to avoid me since that night at the bowling alley. But as I sit at the small kitchen table of our apartment, my restless leg bounces while I stare at the front door.
As the days have ticked closer to Thanksgiving break, I’ve done everything I can to keep my s**t together, waiting for Evelyn to finally tell me what she’s going to do. If the answer isn’t yes, I don’t know how I’ll possibly keep myself composed.
Then, I hear the sound of a lock turning, and the front door finally opens, revealing the bastard himself.
“Oh, great,” William groans, rolling his eyes as he closes the door behind him. “You’re here.”
“I am,” I reply, feeling the anger beginning to take route.
“Let’s get this over with,” William says, tossing his keys on the counter.
