Jack used to love Drake, always listened to him. Since day one he used to tells his friends. While others didn't like rap, or others still liked other rappers Jack always like Drake.
On the pier there was a song he liked.
"Why you gotta fight with me at cheesecake?" It blasted from the speakers, he went only one time to a Cheesecake Factory and didn't understand the appeal.
Now he was heading back to his assistants apartment. In a sort or daze. In some ways he felt like he was with
Imogen Howe
even though they never had been together. There was a strange bond. As if neither of them was allowed to be happy, but as long as they were together it was fine.
But something was pulling him another way. Even though she didn't say anything he wondered why he came here with Imogen, why he stayed for so long, and why he's living like this.
So he kept going away from the pier, he turned right instead of left. And went up a steep hill to a quiet street.
"Here we are." She said.
"Here we are." He said.
"I've waited so long for this." She said.
"Me too." Jack said. Although he didn't know what this was, nor was he waiting for anything.
