When I came back to Versa.
“I’m so sorry.” I state.
I go to look at Jeff, he’s not laughing anymore. No one has helped him up yet. So, I go to help him up, and only then does he smile again.
“It’s almost midnight, why are you making such noises this late at night?” His mother asks Jeff, but he doesn’t respond.
“I missed you guys.” He jokes.
His father can barely look at him, he seems like he’s about to cry. His mother just seems angry.
“You smell like vomit.” His mother comments.
Jeff keeps his head lowered until he realizes his pants are undone and his zipper is down. He mumbles f**k under his breath before laughing. The more time we spend in this foyer the redder my face gets.
Silence pours over us, Jeff keeps looking down, licking his dry lips. Knowing both his parents are docto
