~KAHLAN AND JUSTIN~
I stood in the kitchen beside the microwave, waiting for the popcorn to be done. Justin watched my every move from the other room. He was supposed to be finding something good for us to watch. My movie collection wasn’t the best, but that was also the point of cable. He breathed in as he stretched, catching my attention. I looked over at the young man.
"Why don’t you just tell me how the dinner went," he started. Could he really tell that was on my mind? "I can see that something about it is bothering you." I blinked. The microwave beeped. I wished I could say that I was saved by the bell, but I wasn’t. No simple beeping, or bell, could get me out of this. In a way, I didn’t want to be. It was always nice to talk to Justin.
"It's not like that
