Author Note

We were laying still on my rug facing my dim lighted tect. Little did I know that his pessimistic energy was on to something chaotic. I saw the agony in his eyes. His clear passive aggressive voice said it all. He was up to something. Shawn was hiding something from me. His heart palpitated more than it normally would. His sweat kept on dripping like a loose faucet. His veins were a visible lime. His thighs were shaking.
I let it go because it was not worth arguing over just to ruin the moment. I just closed my eyes and everything had felt like it happened within a second like a jab.