Mar 5, 2022
@a-law
“I am sorry”, he said in a way of greeting, slipping onto the chair across from Astrid. Noah was pale, visibly shaken, but he still forced himself to smile - he was aware how stupid that was, because if someone in this town could see behind most of his charade it was the friend now across from him. “It was definitely not my intention to be late” He enjoyed the regular meetings they had, coffee one day, drinks another. And maybe tonight he was indeed in need of talking to someone. “Something came up that... forced me to reschedule. Can you forgive me this once?”
