Still Funny

Kyle was out of town doing who knows what. Thats not what Allison was thinking about. She didn't look forward to nightly chats. Sometimes even had other plans, I really should shower then go to sleep. Late into the night she would just scroll. In the morning she got up early and coffee slowly dripped while she got ready. Already making a list of all the things that needed done still. Kyle wasn't doing shit. Most days he wouldn't get out of bed til 11, the night before was spent drinking driving around here then there. Bar to house party to club, to house party. Allison, hated him, but when ever he called she'd answer over and over again. The thing was she didn't have anyone really to talk about it with. And like a plant it just kept growing. Where now technically Kyle lived in the house. Although his name wasn't on the lease. It's hard to know what Kyle was thinking about. When Jesse died he didn't really do much else. Nothing in his life changed. Allison didn't lean on him, and he didn't really expect it. One night she brough it up, and he said we don't have to talk about it if you don't want. So she sniffled a few times. Then decided just to watch their show. It was a comedy, written in England but still funny.