Falling Into Ruin.
“What if something happens to my bestie? What am I going to do then?”
“You’ll replace me.” I respond, earning myself a smack on the ass. “Alright, alright, I’ll stop joking. I promise you that nothing will happen to me.”
At least, I would promise it outwardly. However, after my run-in with Jeffrey this evening, I now had a general idea of what I might be facing.
Note to self: I think, untangling myself from Crystal’s embrace. Sign up for more self-defense classes and pick up weight lifting.
“Anyway,” I say now, letting another yawn escape me. “I’m heading to bed. Don’t stay up too late watching trash TV, alright?”