seen from China
seen from Argentina
seen from United States
seen from China
seen from China
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from Netherlands
seen from Bangladesh
seen from Singapore
seen from China
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from China
seen from Netherlands
seen from Türkiye
seen from Türkiye
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States
He doesn’t know what was harder. Convincing Jules to go home. Or convincing himself to let him go. Maybe next time, Jules said. A polite offer, the kind you made after you were too hurt to say anything else. Bates kept walking, tried not to turn around when Jules went the opposite way. The day ended the same way it began.
Alone.
Neon and fluorescent light fought for dominance as the only thing keeping the dreadful night from drowning them both. Maybe that’s why it was a good night. Or maybe the silence that couldn’t exist between the two. Either way there was a system, so easily laid out for both of them to follow. Bates did something stupid. Jules laughed. Bates stared. Looking at Jules for as long as he could. The dust riding on wavelengths of light to form a halo around his hair. Bates thanked whatever god was watching over him for giving him the chance to have somebody like that sitting in front of somebody like him.
