The moment this voice spoke from behind me, my body seemed to freeze for a second as though if I didn’t make any sudden movements, maybe this person would leave. But reminding myself how crazy that sounded, I soon turn my head leaving the key draw open in front of me and lock eyes with my best friend, Jake. He stood by the counter of the kitchen, his face holding immense shock to see me stood there but also, budding happiness and relief at the same time. He hadn’t changed much since the last time I saw him; his hair was a little longer showing he hadn’t been keeping up with his barber, but his eyes caught my attention. They were darker, as though he was tired in some way but not just physically, mentally. “Jake.” Was all my voice could seem to say as though my brain had finally, had enough with everything that was happening and broke the connection with my mouth. Now that I’d spoken though, the shocked trance that Jake seemed to be placed in was broken and his body moved across the
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