Mated To My Nightmare
As he leaves, a sense of unease settles over me, wondering about the underlying tensions.
I exchange a perplexed glance with Shawn, silently questioning what might be bothering Conor. Despite the awkwardness of the moment, I turn back to Shawn, determined to focus on our conversation.
"So," I begin, "were you two arguing?"
He puts his hand behind his head and replies, "Nothing, just some guy's stuff."
It didn't look like 'just some guy's stuff' to me, but anyway, "How have you been?" I ask, trying to shift the focus away from the tension.
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