I was driving down to North Carolina for some reason, when an old friend called me.
Hello?
"Hey! Where you at?! We're at your grandma's!"
Ohhhh. Haha my bad, I'll be there in a second.
I arrive at my grandma's old apartment in Findlay, obviously she's not there because she moved to Bluffton, and oddly all of her belongings are still there. Bookshelves, dishes, furniture, the bedrooms- all the same. She introduces her boyfriend and next we all meet up with my friends to go out downtown here in Columbus. Afterwards the girls all stay in to watch a movie, and us guys take a walk through campus. The next morning I accidently walk in on my friend as she's getting dressed, but I didn't mind as neither she or her boyfriend seemed to notice.
After an afternoon at the pool, they prepared to leave. I thanked each of them for coming, her and I hugged and said we needed to meet up again. I shook his hand and said it was great to meet him, but he leaned in and whispered, "don't pretend to be nice." Staring at me as he turned, he got in the car.
Not having heard him due to the low volume of his voice, she asked with a look of confusion, "what was that all about?" His only answer was the pressing down on the accelerator.
Top down, wind blowing, they drove off. My friend glanced back to me, already worlds apart.
and you wonder why i dont think you're over it?
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