Chapter 94
I listen as Howard walks to Noelle's room. I hear him speak quietly, so quietly I can't make out the words. He's cut off by a yell.
"Go away!" There's a crash and I hear the door to Noelle's room close. Howard appears back in the room.
"She doesn't want to talk." There's a mark on his cheek.
"What happened to your face?"
"Like I say, she doesn't want to talk."
"Did she hit you?"
"No. She threw a book. Just my luck it was a hardback."
"Sorry."
"Why are you sorry? You didn't throw it."
"You only went in because I wanted you to."
"It's not your fault."
"It is, though."
"It's not. Anyway, it's not like it hurts. Now, you need rest."
"But Howard…"
"No buts. Rest."
"No human can sleep this much."
"You had a rough time. You need to recover. Now go to sleep."
"I've had worse."
"That doesn't matter."
"I'll be fine."
"You'll be fine a lot sooner if you get some rest."
"Yeah, but I'll go out of my mind with boredom."
"Stop being so dramatic."
"I'm Vince Noir, how can I not be dramatic?" He laughs.
"Sorry, I forgot you're the most dramatic person ever to live."
"Not ever. Just in a long, long time."