"What do you want to talk about?" I asked, watching as Toby ate from his plate. We were at a local restaurant, and he kept looking out the window we were sitting by as if waiting for someone to walk by. He turned to me, smiling a bit.
"You'll find out soon." He seemed relieved, but paranoid at the same time. I frowned at him a bit, but I didn't try to pry him for more information. We were leaving for our new apartment tomorrow. Everything was set, we just had to follow the moving truck in Toby's car tomorrow.
As I ate, I kept wondering why Toby had called me out to eat with him out of the blue. He'd said he wanted to talk to me about something, but we had both been sitting here for over thirty minutes without a word being said.
"Oh, here he is," Toby's voice made me look towards the mai
