Titus kept pacing in his room. When was she going to be here? he thought. He looked in the small white bottle. They were all gone. What made him take all those pills? Well, his head was clustered. Really, really clustered. So he decided to take some. It didn’t do the trick. So, he took some more. Still nothing. Now there’s nothing left of the pills and he literally felt like he was going insane. “Ugh, why did I even invite her?” He said quietly to himself. The last thing he wanted was for Erin to seem him like this.
But then again, he wanted to see her. He wanted to see her more than anything. He abruptly stopped pacing and leaned his back against the wall in the back corner of his room. He slowly slid down it and placed his head in his hands. “Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!” He screamed at himself, while banging his head against the wall. His head was pounding, his hands felt clammy, he stomach was uneasy. Right now, he was the definition of a hot mess. He heard a knock at the door. He would get up to get the door, like a gentleman, but he could bring himself to his feet. “It’s open!” He yelled out, not banging his head against the wall, but still had his head in his hands.
Don’t be sorry, silly. It’s not your fault. If you want to, I can come by with like, tea or something. Help clear that head of yours.
That would, um, that would be nice.
I mean, I’d love to show it to you, don’t get me wrong. But if you’re not feeling good, I feel bad taking up attention that should be spent on you feeling better.
You’re right, you’re right. I guess my head’s just all messed up right now.
If you’re not feeling well, Titus, I don’t want to bother you…
Oh, right. Of course. That was stupid of me, sorry.
Why thank you. Maybe I’ll even let you read it. Wanna talk about it?
Um. I just don’t feel good. Not really much to t-talk about.
But, if you want to let me read your story, you’re more than welcome to stop by.
I’m wonderful! Reading like a madwoman; just finished up a little two part story of mine, too. So I feel rather accomplished, haha. And you? Might I ask what you’ve been thinking about?
Really? Huh, wow. I’m impressed. I’m okay. I’ve been better. What I was thinking about? Uh… just. You know, stuff.
Don’t strain yourself there, Titus.
Don’t worry, I won’t.
Anyway, how’s everything going, Erin?
I don’t believe we met. I’m harmony
It’s nice to meet you Harmony. I’m Titus.