I walk up two steps at a time. Knowing that we can at least talk via email makes it all a little bit more bearable. Of course, I prefer to see him in person, but something is better than nothing.
When I get to my room, I immediately grab my laptop from my desk and sit on the bed with it. I wait impatiently for it to start up. Ugh, it's so slow!
After what seems like an eternity, my laptop finally boots up properly so that I can open my email. Against my better judgment, I hope for an email from Kevin, but the only unread emails I send him are spam emails. To kill time, I scroll through f*******:, but I don't actually read the posts. Not that there is anything worth reading. I refresh my mailbox again, but to my great disappointment still nothing. Maybe he has a different number after al
