SELENE
After the failed date with Greg, I text Troy the next day telling him I had some Rocco news. By the time I got back from grocery shopping an hour later he was already back at our apartment. The rogue alley cat had returned, helping himself to my food, drinks, and cosy blanket as we sat on the sofa, sinking into its billowing cushions like children.
As I told him about the date and how Greg was bragging about his watch and possession’s he’d rolled his eyes and yawned. As soon as I mentioned Rocco appearing he started clapping and going, “tell me he grabbed you there and then, that’s the s**t I’m needing to hear!” as the sofa juddered with his large, bouncing frame.
“No it was just a hello and goodbye, but during the meal…Greg had to take a work call and so I headed to the
