~Dylan~
Okay.
That is the answer I had gotten when I had texted Maeve. No emojis like she does, usually and certainly not much enthusiasm. Guess, I deserve that. Mickey surely had a field trip with our conversation and when mom and dad had asked me to stay the night, I refused like always did but this time, I had good reason and Mikaela happened to agree to that. Whatever I have to tell Maeve, I am going to do it when I am well-rested, not in a sleep-deprived haze. I need her to know that I am f*****g serious about whatever I am saying and showing up with bags under my eyes and yawning every third word will not convey the conviction I am hoping to exhibit.
Central Park had been the choice of destination, a public space; Maeve’s idea. She had said something about it being neutr
