Leon glanced at his watch. "Oh, right—I've got something I need to take care of. Mind if I head out? Or are you still feeling a little alcohol-sluggish?"
"I-I think I'm okay enough to drive home," I said quickly. "You can go ahead. We've got this."
I forced a smile that probably looked as stiff as I felt.
Leon nodded and gave us a casual goodbye, like everything was completely normal. Then he left.
Just like that.
Silence fell again.
Rose and I looked at each other, hesitant.
"W-Well… I guess it's time for us to go home too…" we both said, at the exact same time.
Like two broken dolls trying to say something—anything—just to break the tension.
We quickly packed up and left.
The second I got back to my place, I collapsed backward onto my bed with a soft thud. The mattress welcomed me, but my mind didn't.
It raced. Non-stop.
