NICO:
I checked my phone and saw it was 7:30 PM, so I finally opened the door and let her walk out. She wouldn't talk to me, skipping even her usual sharp insults. To be honest, a wave of anxiety hit my chest, but I let her go, watching from the doorway as she started her car and sped off into the night.
I pulled my phone back out and typed a message almost immediately. ~Let me know when you get home.~
My thumb hovered over the screen, hesitation creeping in as I wondered if adding a heart emoji would look desperate. In the end, I sent it anyway.
Not even thirty minutes later, I was settling into the living room, trying to distract myself with a hockey game. The team playing was 'The Serpents.' They didn't get that name by accident; they were the most aggressive, ruthless squad in the
