"What business brought you all the way here to my room?" Andy asked, raising an eyebrow.
"I just needed some important advice." I shrugged, sitting beside her on the bed.
"What is it?" She asked.
"You know how I used to sneak out of from here right? To meet Luke?" I began, suddenly debating my choice to come here.
"Yeah, so? Are you planning to go and meet him again?" Andy asked, her eyes holding the evidences of anger.
"No, I'm not. But I want to know how I sneaked out before. Please tell me which way to go." There, I said it. There was no turning back now.
"If not to meet him, then why are you even going?" Andy asked, giving me a challenging look.
Good thing I practiced a not so well yet a perfect excuse.
"You know how I said that I can get flashbacks when I see certain places, right? Well, I want to know what made me go back that night, to face such a deliberate accident."
"So you are planning to visit that place again." Andy said, analyzing the situation. "Then I am coming with you."
I knew she would say so. "No." I said.