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VENT
"your life isn't yours if you care about what other people think"

~lyla~

after standing awkwardly in the kitchen for about five minutes we decided it would be best if we just watched a movie and went off on our own.

i showed him harpers bedroom, letting him know he could either sleep there or on the couch. harper and meredith were both gone and we normally use harpers room for guests since hers is the largest. i knew she wouldn't mind.

joão told me he would sleep in her room, and i gave him some of blake's clothes, since he basically lives here a third of the time, and joão had brought nothing with him.

i left him on his own to do whatever he pleased and went back to my own room to get ready for bed. it was already around 8, and i changed into a pair of shorts and a different tank top, considering i had been wearing the same clothes basically all week.

i yanked on a pair of fuzzy socks and wrapped a large blanket around my body, trudging down the hall towards the living room.

our apartment had a large window covering basically the whole wall in the living room, and at night sometimes i would just sit and watch the world go on around me.

buildings standing tall, lights from rooms illuminating the dark skyline, and it made me wonder about people and how the world works.

i watch the girl below my apartment building, getting out of her car, hustling towards the front doors, trying to get her umbrella unstuck but eventually decides against it as she is already soaked.

i'd like to imagine she is coming home from work to see her husband and three kids. hot dinner already on the table, engulfing her young children in a hug, scared from not knowing if she was going to make it home that night.

i smile, my eyes turning towards the couple dancing in the hotel across the street. i imagine their names as ana and rodrigo, they are newly married and they dance as if they are the only people in the world.

too in love to care about anything or anyone else but themselves and their unescapable love for each other. i smile, wishing i could experience something that ana and rodrigo do.

a shuffling of feet causes me to turn my head and joão leans up against the door frame with a playful smirk on his lips. he flips the lights off next to him, the room going dark, and makes his way over to me.

he plops down on the couch next to me, throwing his head back on the couch cushions, a long sigh escaping his lips. "my girlfriend hates me."

i chuckle turning towards him, crossing my legs over one another. "why?" the room is basically black, except for the little light coming from the street and city lights outside.

the rain pounding against the window, and the dark room, creates a sensational vibe. it feels like me and joão are the only people in the world, just like ana and rodrigo.

it feels as if the world revolves around us, the breaths and words escaping our mouths are the only  and most important things compared to anything and everything else.

his voice is low as he begins to speak, his head still resting on the cushions behind him, his eyes closed. "she found out i'm staying the night here, and she's pretty pissed." he breathes.

i shrug. "i would be pissed too."

"why though, it's not my fault i got stuck here." he lifts his head to look at me, almost as if he's getting angry.