27. It was dark.

I gape at David, shivering and frozen at the corner of our small balcony.

He looks back at me sheepishly, "I wanted to see you. I thought you'd be here." he says, his teeth chattering so bad I wouldn't be surprised if they fall off.

I give Boi an exasperated look and my uncle holds up his hands in surrender, "To be fair, when he came looking for you here, I didn't know you guys are broken up."

"And he just conveniently forgot to mention it," I say, transferring my glare back to David. He does not look sorry at all, he just continues to tremble from the cold in front of me.

"I'm going to give you guys space," Boi announces.

"No, you're not leaving. This is your--" I say, trying to drag Boi back, but he leaves so quickly, shrugging away from my hold. I flip my hair back in annoyance. Great.

"I hope you freeze to death," I tell David. I start to slam close the balcony door, but the guilt washes over me, so I stalk towards Boi's room. Grabbing his comforter, I go back out and toss it