Chapter 21: I can't remember, but I can't forget

April

              “Give me the remote, Connor!” Connor lifts the television remote over his head with a sly grin as I try to reach for it. “Not until you agree that John Wick is the best movie ever made.”

              I roll my eyes at his antics. He showed up at the apartment earlier and made himself comfortable while I sorted my laundry. I have to say, an upside of staying at his apartment is that not only does he have a gym that I use, but he also has a laundry room. You’d understand why it’s so important if you lived in New York. There’s nothing worse than going to an overcrowded laundromat with weird people and machines that barely function.

              “I won’t admit to that. I’ve never even seen it.