My Friday nights aren’t so quiet anymore.
For the last two weeks, I’ve slowly gotten used to having someone else other than myself in this large living space and Jacob took it as his very important task to make his presence known to me, sometimes, just maybe sometimes, I do miss my alone..
“Jacob Dankoff! What are these?” I asked loudly, holding at least 6 brown bags of plant seeds in my arms, standing in front of the balcony entrance.
“What? You said you were into gardening now..” he trailed, bringing tray of snacks into the balcony where he had set up a little picnic spot, with pillows he had taken from the lounge and a fluffy blanket from inside. He set up his laptop so we could watch the second part of Divergent while having some chips and guac, a little wine bottle Daniel had bro
