Matt was tired. It had been a week since his and Kirsty's break up and he
was tired of all the questions that had been asked.
Why was he so bummed? Where's Kirsty? What happened to their relationship?
He had politely said that he didn't want to talk about it. Everyone had left him alone by the look on his face.
After finally dragging himself out of bed, he got in the shower and washed himself good.
Today was the day. Today was the day that he was going to fulfill to Kirsty. It was the only thing he could make up to her.
He dressed and had breakfast, then prepared himself for the car ride over to Amy's house.
As he turned the corner onto Amy's street, a fresh round of butterflies hit his stomach.
As he pulled into her driveway, she was getting out of her car.
"Hey Matt, what's going on? Why are you here?"
"I need to talk to you, " he said.
Why was he so bummed? Where's Kirsty? What happened to their relationship?
He had politely said that he didn't want to talk about it. Everyone had left him alone by the look on his face.
After finally dragging himself out of bed, he got in the shower and washed himself good.
Today was the day. Today was the day that he was going to fulfill to Kirsty. It was the only thing he could make up to her.
He dressed and had breakfast, then prepared himself for the car ride over to Amy's house.
As he turned the corner onto Amy's street, a fresh round of butterflies hit his stomach.
As he pulled into her driveway, she was getting out of her car.
"Hey Matt, what's going on? Why are you here?"
"I need to talk to you, " he said.