I hadn’t pictured my reunion with Harlan after five agonizingly long weeks to be like this. I expected to feel a sliver of joy, of anticipation, for one thing.
Well, at least the anticipation is still there.
The anticipation of giving him a good sock in the jaw.
I pace around his empty office. I bolted from that lecture hall the second I got the opportunity, and without a look back. And I didn't even think about the fact that Harlan likely didn’t even notice, or it would have made me feel even worse.
When his head isn't up his own ass, it is buried in the boatloads of work he has to do. It pains me to admit that I probably wasn't even on his radar that afternoon.
But I know he'll be coming back to his office thanks to his schedule I now have access to, and I've taken the liberty of bl
