𝐒𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐎𝐑 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐗 ━ 𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐑𝐊 𝐊𝐄𝐍𝐓¹

035. parasite

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"Hey." Mateo greets as he enters my room.

"How'd you know I was here?" I look through my cds on my bed.

"Your mom said she sent you on an errand before she went out."

"Ah, you went right to the source."

"Can I-"

"Sure."

"Thanks."

"I'm just trying to find some cds for the Inn." I inquire.

"I hear Eddie's a big hip-hop fan." Mateo tells me.

"Oh, he hops with the hippest of them."

"Your room looks the same." Mateo looks around.

"Yeah, I tried that whole French revival thing, but it didn't really work for me." I shrug. "So where you been lately?"

"Around. At home. At Grace's."

"Grace?" I furrow my eyebrows.

"It's not working with Grace. I can't make it work. I've tried."

"Are you sure?"

"We're not happy. She's not happy, and I can't make her happy."

"I can't imagine that."

"It was a mistake, and I know that now. From the very beginning, it wasn't-"

"Wasn't what?"

"It wasn't..."

"Maybe you could, um, talk with her again. Maybe work it out with her one last time." I suggest.

"No, it's just—it's over. We both feel it. I know we both feel it." Mateo nods.

"You and Grace?"

"Yeah, me and Grace."

"You both feel it's over?"

"I tried. We tried."

"Well, if it's over, I'm sorry."

"You are?"

"I'm sorry you're not happy."

"I'll be happy again. Things happen for a reason, right?" Mateo moves closer to me.

"Right." I move closer to him before he kisses me, then laying me on the bed.

                                            

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"Are you comfortable? Am I killing your arm?" I lay on his bare chest.