I wake up in that same parking lot, except, I notice my surroundings more. I'm by the ocean. Manhattan beach, maybe. I look at myself in the mirror. I look like a complete mess, my hair is tussled, my eyes are puffy and my face is tear stained. I pick up my phone.
Baby come back
I'm worried about you
Where are you???
Just tell me you're ok. Please
Oh my goodness, I left Brian without telling him where I'm going. I left him so worried, especially because I never even answered him. I know he hasn't gotten any sleep either if he's that worried. I call him.
"You're okay," he sighs, relieved.
"Yeah, I'm okay... I fell asleep."
"Where did you go?"
"I accidentally went to Manhattan beach. I just kept driving."
"Are you coming back?"
"Yeah."
"Okay, b
