I wouldn’t have to hear him gripe about the weather for a while.
“But...” I tried to come up with some sort of argument simply because it felt like I should. He saved me from needing to by hoisting his backpack, giving me a ridiculously chaste peck on the cheek, and walking away without another word.
It wasn’t until he turned the corner out of sight that the gaping hole of being alone once more opened up and swallowed me....
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