Page 32 of Saylor
OD: What do you do for a living?
Slytherin4ever: Nothing personal, remember? How was your day?
OD: Strange. I got a job.
Slytherin4ever: What kind of job?
OD: I thought we weren’t discussing specifics.
Slytherin4ever: Touché. Are you excited?
OD: Yeah. I think I am. I’m hoping I’ll be able to right a few wrongs I’ve made. It’ll give me plenty of opportunities, that’s for sure.
Slytherin4ever: And that’s good?
OD: I think so.
Slytherin4ever: Then, I wish you luck.
OD: Thanks. So what made your day so bad?
Slytherin4ever: Just…a blast from the past, I guess.
OD: Good blast or bad blast?
Slytherin4ever: I’m not sure anymore.
OD: Anything I can do to help?
Slytherin4ever: Nope. So, what did you say?
My brows furrow.
OD: About what?
Slytherin4ever: You said that you always say the wrong things. What did you say today?
OD: I asked how her family is, and she pointed out that I don’t have a right to that information anymore. She’s right, though. I don’t. Not after the way I ended things.
She doesn’t respond right away, and I almost fall asleep with my phone in my hand before it buzzes a few minutes later. My eyes pop open, and I scan her message.
Slytherin4ever: Maybe she was being a bit harsh.
OD: Debatable. I just…I want to be the person she talks to. That she opens up to. But that’s selfish. I haven’t earned that right yet.
Slytherin4ever: Yet? You sure you won’t get bored with he
r even if she DOES decide to open up to you again? If it happened once, who’s to say it won’t happen again?
OD: I didn’t break up with her because I was bored.
Slytherin4ever: Then, why did you break up with her?
I run my hands through my hair before tugging on the wavy strands. I need a haircut. But Saylor always liked my hair when it was a little on the longer side. Blowing out the oxygen from my lungs, I type my response.
OD: It’s complicated.
Slytherin4ever: You like that response.
