I busy myself after I make myself coffee and Pile all the work I have to do on the desk, After a while I check the time and huff when I see that it's already 4 pm.
I didn't realize that he'd be gone the entire day. Closing my notebook and throwing the pen on the table, I stand up and go search for my phone. I almost start writing him a text message, when I stop myself. No. He isn't missing me, I can't let him know that I'm missing him. So, instead, I find my godmother's phone number.
It's been a while since we've talked and I'm starting to miss her. Also, I have to talk about moving to her if I could. I call her, and wait for her to pick
