*Elio*
Well, it was apparently that ‘cheerful, wonderful, and heart-warming’ time of the year again. Thanksgiving came and went, making what was left of California’s autumn fade not too long after that. The temperature remained semi-consistent, but people were noticeably getting ready for the holidays.
Normally, I would be eager to join in on the seasonal festivities, even if it meant lugging out my various boxes of decorations and fake tree from the back of the garage.
But ever since my slight fall-out with Cat, my mood remained cold and indifferent. I hadn’t meant to lash out on her the way I did. It was never my intention to simply show up and take my anger out on her. In fact, my whole purpose of going over to see her was because I missed her. I missed the soft feel of her around me. I missed her scent and her beautiful smile.
“Fuck,” I hissed under my breath.
Why did I let my anger get the better of me in the first place?
