Late night was passing fast but we continued talking not really realizing but I had started spending my nights with him. He was the last person that I'd talk to before falling asleep and almost two months of that I was getting use to it. When we didn't talk I didn't sleep right but I wouldn't never let him know that. For a while we both were very quiet not saying anything the conversation was over but neither one of us wanted to leave.
So West are you ready to go home he asked. I imagine there's things that you'd like to get back to.
You never did tell me why you're...