cont.
He barely has the door to his apartment open before she pushes right past him to welcome herself inside. He throws a half-unsurprised, half-annoyed look over his shoulder at her before shutting the door behind her. John lifts the cigarette between his fingers to his lips to take a drag while she lets ... all of that off her chest. He crosses the room again to sit back down at the table ( the one he was at when she so rudely interrupted his night of ... nothing ) . He taps the glass on his table with one finger, brows lifting slightly as she finishes. So John nods — just to show he did listen — then takes another drag ... A puff of smoke blows out in front of his face : “ Sounds real shitty, but I don’t see how that’s my problem, Yen. ” Right. That time-old tradition of his of being so grating, everyone has to wonder how even his friends haven’t murdered him in cold blood yet.
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