Day 6 - "Some nights, I miss you, but I've stopped wanting you." I said.
"Some nights, I miss you, but I've stopped wanting you." I said.
I looked over at the silhouetted figure staring impassively at the window.
"And why's that?" He turned around. "I thought we were friends."
I could still see a smug smile on his face through the darkness.
"We were never friends." I paused. "I'm not even sure you know what that means."
He took a step toward the chair I was in.
"Oh, being a friend? Of course I know what it means! The question is..."
He took another step closer.