Bonnie walked with her plate to a bàn and wanted to start eating when she felt a pair of eyes burning in her back. She looked up and saw Keith standing tiếp theo to her shooting her a meaningful glance. Bonnie, not wanting to be rude, waved at the ghế, chỗ ngồi opposite of her. Keith walked around the table, put his plate down and sank on the chair.
“Keith Dason” Keith introduced himself. Bonnie accepted his hand. “Bonnie Bennett” she said. She started eating.
Keith, however, didn’t touch his food, but kept staring at Bonnie. Bonnie looked up, feeling uneasy. She swallowed.
“Why, eh, why are bạn here?” she asked to be polite.
“I saw something” Keith said. “My friend’s tim, trái tim got ripped out”
Bonnie looked at her plate. “That must have been awful” she mumbled. Keith nodded.
“She was a really close friend. We met three years ago. She was going through a hard time. Her parents kicked her out of the house, because she was…different”
Bonnie took a deep breath. “Different” she đã đưa ý kiến soft. “I’d know how that feels”
“You do?” Keith asked curious.
Bonnie’s face stiffened. “Yeah, but not anymore” she quickly recovered herself. “I’m just like everyone else now”
“There was a time bạn weren’t?” Keith continued guessing.
Bonnie got up and took her plate. “I have to go”
“Oh” Keith said, sounding disappointed. “Eh, talk to bạn later?” he asked hopeful.
“Yeah, sure” Bonnie đã đưa ý kiến and she walked away.
“Keith Dason” Keith introduced himself. Bonnie accepted his hand. “Bonnie Bennett” she said. She started eating.
Keith, however, didn’t touch his food, but kept staring at Bonnie. Bonnie looked up, feeling uneasy. She swallowed.
“Why, eh, why are bạn here?” she asked to be polite.
“I saw something” Keith said. “My friend’s tim, trái tim got ripped out”
Bonnie looked at her plate. “That must have been awful” she mumbled. Keith nodded.
“She was a really close friend. We met three years ago. She was going through a hard time. Her parents kicked her out of the house, because she was…different”
Bonnie took a deep breath. “Different” she đã đưa ý kiến soft. “I’d know how that feels”
“You do?” Keith asked curious.
Bonnie’s face stiffened. “Yeah, but not anymore” she quickly recovered herself. “I’m just like everyone else now”
“There was a time bạn weren’t?” Keith continued guessing.
Bonnie got up and took her plate. “I have to go”
“Oh” Keith said, sounding disappointed. “Eh, talk to bạn later?” he asked hopeful.
“Yeah, sure” Bonnie đã đưa ý kiến and she walked away.
Tyler followed Matt into the men’s restroom. He first checked if no one else was there and then grabbed Matt’s arm.
“What the hell is your problem?” Matt asked surprised.
“I can ask bạn the same question” Tyler hissed.
“I don’t get it” Matt đã đưa ý kiến confused.
“You need to knock it off” Tyler said. “Caroline doesn’t want bạn anymore, so bạn can stop with the annoying taxes”
“What taxes? Tyler, I have no idea what you’re talking about” Matt said.
Tyler pulled out his phone and showed Matt the tax he just got.
“Dude, that’s not even my number” Matt said.
“I know it’s hard to see me and Caroline together, but diễn xuất like a jealous ex-boyfriend isn’t going to put bạn back in her good books. So I think it’s best for both of us if bạn would just knock it off” Tyler threatened. He let go of Matt and left the restroom, leaving Matt dumbfounded.
“What the hell is your problem?” Matt asked surprised.
“I can ask bạn the same question” Tyler hissed.
“I don’t get it” Matt đã đưa ý kiến confused.
“You need to knock it off” Tyler said. “Caroline doesn’t want bạn anymore, so bạn can stop with the annoying taxes”
“What taxes? Tyler, I have no idea what you’re talking about” Matt said.
Tyler pulled out his phone and showed Matt the tax he just got.
“Dude, that’s not even my number” Matt said.
“I know it’s hard to see me and Caroline together, but diễn xuất like a jealous ex-boyfriend isn’t going to put bạn back in her good books. So I think it’s best for both of us if bạn would just knock it off” Tyler threatened. He let go of Matt and left the restroom, leaving Matt dumbfounded.