In the car he took a drink of his coffee. Damn, he thought, that was good. Way better than
Westcity
and cheaper, he checked his bank app 3.10 for that a scone, Jesus.
He drove back through familiar streets, he decided to take the long way. That was nice, he liked that about here, even though in Westcity he know all the ways too here it was different. Sometimes he'd even drive through other neighborhoods. Drive past his friends old houses. I wonder if their their still, oh shit they moved.
He'd save money he thought if he lived at home. He'd save money, would you get paid worse maybe, but he'd probably just eat at home he thought. That would be nice. Just eating at home. He'd like that. He was thinking about his mom's homemade burgers, way better than the dorm burgers.
He took another sip of his coffee. It was cooler now, still tasted nice. What did
Imogen Howe
do here? Like why doesn't she leave. I guess she has all that, its probably all figured out. Her life was easier in someways he thought, she didn't have to choose. Yeah, he took a drink. Or maybe she does choose, but why here? Why does she choose here?
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