Alisa
"What?" I managed to ask.
"You thought I was Daniel," he said softly, but his words were still heavy. and I could see the tiredness in his eyes, "last time you thought I was Ron."
"Oh...um..." I stuttered, "Ron was expecting Daniel, so I kind of thought you were him. I wasn't expecting to see you here today, so...um, yeah,"
"That was fast," Ron's voice came from behind me, saving me from my awkwardness. "Oh, it's you," Ron said in a clipped tone as Drey came into view. I did not miss the frown that crept up his face as he saw Drey.
"Can we talk?" Drey asked, ignoring Ron.
He was dressed in a plain blue T-shirt and a pair of black jeans, with a tired face and his hair tousled. I knew he had run his hand through a few times.
"Yes," Ron answered before I got the chance to ac
