one missed call

one hundred - seven

he opens door and finds her watching tv.

"are you watching the kardashians?"

she glances at him, "only show that isn't about food."

he pauses. "we'll work on that tomorrow."

"work on what?"

"nothing. anyways, i brought over a book. it's my favorite."

"good for you."

"also for you cause i'm gonna read it to you."

"i'm not in the mood."

nevertheless, he walks forward and turns off the television.

"you're really not gonna leave me alone, are you?"

"no."

"what if i want you to leave me alone."

"no one wants to be alone."

then there's an uneasy silence, "are you alone, el?"

he smiles a smile that doesn't catch his eyes. "i'm not alone when i have my book. so let's begin, chapter one..."