SCARLETT.
No matter how hard he tried to smile, I could see through him. He looked really moody. Like something was bothering him and I wanted to know exactly what was wrong.
But he immediately delved into a conversation and made it all about me.
"So tell me, apart from your parents' visit, what did you do?"
I leaned against him and sighed. "Nothing really. I just tried not to think too much. Also, I watched lots of movies," I laughed, remembering how I had stayed up all night, cooped up on thick blankets and in front of the TV. It hadn't been really fun; watching movies alone. But it was enough to take my mind off the issues I was presently facing.
I had slept off on the couch and woke up to find myself on the floor, between tangled sheets.
"I did some chores too. Tiffany didn't
