Red Briefs

Tuesday, November thirteenth. Why did big things always seem to happen on a Tuesday? Jacob mused as he walked up the sidewalk to Seth’s front door. He wasn’t even sure anything big would happen today, but he hoped it would. He still didn’t know what would make an appropriate birthday gift, but he carried a small box with two cupcakes, at least. He had felt so confident the day before. Red hot embarrassment crept up his spine, remembering what he’d said. He felt so cool in the moment, but thinking back on it, it surprised him Seth hadn’t burst out laughing. Seth had just kept looking at him with that burning intensity - until the bell rang and they rushed back to class. 

Jacob knocked on the green front door. The air was crisp, and Jacob noticed ice crystals were forming on the bare, un-kept rose bushes that lined the front of the townhouse. 

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