He's walking home with Olive one day after school, and again she's thanking him for starting to attend school again.
There's no real point for him to be there, and he only goes when he feels like it. It's nice, almost. This pointless life he leads now is a curse in the disguise of a blessing.
She smiles at him, and he copies her smile. Her soft, pale hand is wrapped in his, and unconsciously he thinks of more calloused fingers entwined in his.
That was fake, he tells himself. Lies.
But this, whatever "this" is with Olive, is real.
A/N: Thanks for the reviews! And receiver of bribe: reviewer Chelzie!