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"Sorry" we simultaneously blurted at the same time. I chuckled awkwardly before sitting on the edge of his bed.

Elijah surprisingly wasn't wearing a suit. I would be lying if I said he wasn't attractive, he was wearing a regular black shirt with black sweat pants. With his hair messily in a man bun curlers sticking out in some parts.

"What are you drawing? Or writing?"

Elijah closed the book slowly before putting it in the nightstand dresser.

"Something" Elijah spoke which told me he didn't want to talk about it so I left it alone.

"Susan's?"

"Yeah"

The walk to Susan's I was ranting about this doctor show I started, trying to convince Elijah to watch it with me.

"So it's basically doctors having sex in a hospital?" Elijah asked opening the door to Susan's.

"Ehh not really, I mean there's really good drama. Like everyone has a good back story" I shrugged.

"Hello, my favorite customers!" Susan gushed before indulging me into a bone crushing hug.

I notice she never give Elijah hugs, though I remember when Brandon tried to hug Elijah.

FLASHBACK

"Why don't you appreciate my hugs" Brandon whined making me chuckle.

"Brandon don't fucking touch me" Elijah irritatedly mumbled.

"Too late" Brandon said before getting inches away from Elijah before Elijah punched him in the nose.

I busted out laughing at Brandon face.

"Didn't think you would actually fucking punch me" Brandon said before shoving Elijah on his shoulder.

Brandon was the only one who could really get away with shoving Elijah.

"I didn't think you would actually try and hug me" Elijah resorted back.

I loved there friendship it was hilarious at times.

FLASHBACK OVER:

I chuckle at the memory before Elijah got our usual while I checked out the books.

This might sound horrible but I never read Romeo and Juliet. I picked out the book once I found it.

Though I have heard of it to be a sad ending. I walked to the back of shop, where me and Elijah usually sat.

I got comfortable, then Elijah came handing me the coffee I nodded I thanks.

As I started reading the book I got drawn in...

After I finished my book, as I always do Elijah was writing something in his journal.

"How was your book?"

"Questionable, I'm 50/50 on the love story, Were they really in love? Or were they two teenage kids who were naive?" I wondered out loud.

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