The Uber pulled up outside the dorm. Isaac got out first. He didn't wait for Peach. He walked straight to the door and held it open just enough for her to slip through.
She followed him inside. Her hands were buried in the sleeves of the hoodie. Her head was down.
They climbed the stairs in silence. Every step creaked under their feet. Peach could hear her own breathing. Loud. Shallow.
Isaac unlocked the door to her room and walked in. He didn't turn on the light. The room was dark except for the glow from the window.
He sat down on the desk chair. Not the bed. The chair. He leaned back and stared at the floor.
Peach stood by the door. Her hand was still on the knob. She didn't know what to say. She didn't know if she should sit or stand or leave or cry.
Isaac didn't look at her. His
