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WHAT THE FUCK DID I get myself into? How did I get myself into this. Oh, yes I remember. Lex. Lex and her ‘match making’ skills.
Because of her I had sent Rhys Moore, an email telling him to ‘take me out to dinner’. Well I didn’t type it or send it. That was all Lex. I’m currently giving her the silent treatment. But she left butter rolls outside my apartment-so i’ve forgiven her.
I’ve been dressed and ready since eight o’clock this morning, but i’ve been sitting on my couch with Puff for about four hours. I’ve eaten approximately three and a half butter rolls and watched two movies.
It’s a text that breaks me out of my slump.
๐ข๐ค๐ค๐จ๐: ๐๐ค๐ฃ’๐ฉ ๐๐๐ฉ ๐ก๐ช๐ฃ๐๐
๐ ๐ค๐ง๐๐๐ง๐๐ ๐ฅ๐๐ฏ๐ฏ๐
I almost smile at the text.
๐ข๐: ๐ฌ๐๐๐ฉ ๐ ๐๐ฃ๐?
๐ข๐ค๐ค๐จ๐: ๐๐๐๐๐จ๐ + ๐ซ๐๐๐๐๐
๐ฃ๐ค ๐ค๐ฃ๐๐ค๐ฃ๐จ
๐ข๐: ๐๐ง๐๐๐ฉ
I almost send a ‘:)’ but delete it before I send it. Puff rubs her body on my arm and I have an idea.
๐ข๐: ๐ฅ๐ช๐๐ ๐ก๐ค๐ซ๐๐จ ๐ฅ๐๐ฏ๐ฏ๐
๐จ๐๐’๐ก๐ก ๐๐ ๐๐๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฎ ๐ฉ๐ค ๐๐ค
๐ข๐ค๐ค๐จ๐: ๐๐ช๐ฃ๐ฃ๐ฎ
๐ข๐: ๐จ๐๐ ๐๐ช๐จ๐ฉ ๐ฉ๐ค๐ก๐ ๐ข๐ ๐จ๐๐’๐ก๐ก ๐ข๐๐ ๐ ๐จ๐ช๐ง๐ ๐ฉ๐ค ๐ฉ๐๐ง๐ค๐ฌ ๐๐ฉ ๐ช๐ฅ ๐ค๐ฃ ๐ฎ๐ค๐ช๐ง ๐ฅ๐๐ก๐ก๐ค๐ฌ
๐ข๐ค๐ค๐จ๐: ๐ก๐๐๐ซ๐ ๐ฉ๐๐๐ฉ ๐๐ง๐๐๐ฉ๐ช๐ง๐ ๐๐ค๐ข๐
๐ข๐: ๐ฃ๐ค ๐๐๐ฃ ๐๐ค
๐จ๐๐’๐จ ๐๐ก๐ง๐๐๐๐ฎ ๐๐ง๐๐ซ๐๐ฃ๐ ๐ฉ๐ค ๐ฎ๐ค๐ช๐ง ๐๐ค๐ช๐จ๐
๐ข๐ค๐ค๐จ๐: ๐’๐ก๐ก ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ง ๐ค๐ช๐ฉ
๐ฃ๐ค๐ฉ ๐ก๐๐ฉ๐๐ง๐๐ก๐ก๐ฎ, ๐ ๐๐ค๐ฃ’๐ฉ ๐ก๐๐ ๐ ๐๐ฃ๐๐ข๐๐ก ๐๐๐ช๐จ๐
๐๐ซ๐๐ฃ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ฉ๐จ ๐๐ง๐ ๐๐๐ข๐ค๐ฃ๐๐
๐ข๐: ๐ฅ๐ช๐๐ ๐๐จ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ฃ๐ ๐๐๐๐
๐จ๐๐ ๐๐ค๐๐จ๐ฃ’๐ฉ ๐๐๐๐ก ๐ฌ๐๐ก๐๐ค๐ข๐
๐ข๐ค๐ค๐จ๐: ๐ฉ๐๐๐ฉ’๐จ ๐๐๐ช๐จ๐ ๐จ๐๐’๐จ ๐ฃ๐ค๐ฉ
๐๐ช๐จ๐ฉ ๐ฎ๐ค๐ช.
Just you. I’m welcomed at Rhys Moore’s house.
I turn off my phone and slip on my shoes. I look at the box of butter rolls on the counter and grab them before leaving my apartment.
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I’m standing outside his door. I haven’t knocked yet. I don’t want to be weird and knock right at twelve. So I stand around and listen to the noise in the apartment next door. It sounds like someone is yelling.
I look at the time on my phone, it’s twelve-seventeen. So I put away my phone and knock twice on the door. I stand there for a second before the door opens and a man with blonde hair stands in the entryway. Only i’ve seen this man before.
“It’s you. From the bar.” I point at his chest.
“Yeah. You’re Lex’s friend.” He states and I nod. Then he smiles. “I was just heading out, but it’s good to see you, tell uh Lex I said hi.” He scratches the back of his neck, still slightly smiling.
“I will.” I step into the apartment when he steps aside, I forgot his name.
When the door closes behind me, I take in the apartment. And, wow. It’s really nice. The apartment is like one big room. There are large windows acting as a wall, and you can see all of the city. The kitchen is to my left, and the living room in front of that. And floating stairs lead up to where i think are the bedrooms. And it’s so clean.
“Oh, hi.” I look toward the voice to see Rhys walking down the floating stairs. His hair is slightly wet, and he’s wearing a t-shirt and gray sweatpants.
Normal. Normal and very attractive. Of course i’ve noticed his looks-i’m human-, but i’ve never noticed them when he was so normal. He looks like a whole different person. And that’s when I realize how young he is-how young we are. College kid age.
“You’re apartment is nice.” I look around more and see a foosball table and a large gaming console in the corner of the large room.
“Thank you. Um, we can eat now if you want? The pizza’s hot.” Rhys walks over to the kitchen and I follow.
I sit at one of the stools and he grabs me a soda from the fridge. Then he hops up onto a counter in front of the island, his plate of pizza in one hand.
“I don’t see a fluffy cat I need to escort out of the building. Did the cold shoulder work?” Rhys says from behind his pizza slice.
“It did. Puff was very angry. She started throwing vases at a cardboard cut out of your face.” I bite my pizza.
“I would be offended but it makes me quite proud that you have cut outs of my face in your home.” He folds his pizza in half, his eyes bright with amusement.
I shake my head and sip my soda. When I look up, I take in all the pictures on the wall near the fridge. There are pictures of both the blonde and Rhys, some together, some alone. And then there’s a woman.
She’s very pretty. Stunning even. Her smile is so bright it makes me want to smile too. She’s holding a dog and even the dog looks happy to be with her.
“She’s lovely. I love her smile.” I motion towards the picture.
“I love her.” Rhys says.
I look back at Rhys to see him chewing his pizza. He loves her. He is in love. I didn’t know. I mean, not like I know a lot about him, but I didn’t think he had a girlfriend.
“Oh. How long have you uh…”
“My whole life.” Rhys nods and points at another picture.
“That’s us at high school prom.” High school? My God. It’s really serious then.
“Oh and a wedding.”
Wedding?! He’s married. He’s married?! Oh my fucking God. How in the hell didn’t I know. That’s surely something I should have known. I mean, i’ve looked at his hands before and didn’t notice a ring but. Just wow.
“Young love? That’s…great.” I nod and chug my soda. The bubbles scratching the back of my throat.
“What?” Rhys says with a mouthful of pizza. “No. God no. We’re not-that’s not my-. She’s my sister.”
Sister. Sister.
I just made a fool of myself didn’t I? Yeah. I did. Why was that even something I had to bring up? We’re here to discuss work. Not our personal lives.
“Oh. I’m sorry I thought-i’m sorry. Didn’t know.” I chew more pizza, but suddenly loose my appetite
“It’s alright. We don’t look alike. We have different moms.” He explains and I nod.
“I get it. I don’t look like my brother either.”
Rhys furrows his eyebrows. “You have a brother?”
“Yeah but, we don’t talk.” I haven’t spoke to him since I was fifteen. Since he left me alone, with my mom.
“Why’s that?” Rhys asks suddenly, like we’ve been friends for years and talk about our families regularly.
“Uh…” Because he’s selfish, and an incredible liar. Because he told me he’d take me with him, yet I woke up one day and his shit was gone. Because I don’t even know where he is.
“He’s in the marines.”
“Oh, nice.” Rhys places his plate in the sink and opens his laptop.
“So I actually sent a few businesses…” I know I should have been listening, because that’s what I came here to do, but now i’m thinking about my brother.
I haven’t thought about him in years, and I won’t start now. I won’t do it.
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