EVERETTS POV:
Tossing old left over pasta in the microwave, I heated it up and listened to my neighbors thoughts.
I wish they'd all go the f**k to sleep already.
When it beeped, I pulled out the hot Tupperware and a fork digging into my dinner.
Still a little cold but f**k it.
I began unpacking my boxes, doing a few at a time while mom was out on her date. Or so she says, but of course she isn't, I know because she thinks about how to fool me. The woman can't keep anything from me, not even the fact that she longs to be Imans moms friend. Moms lonely, and has been for a long time. It's good she finally has someone.
I'm a mamas boy, always will be.
The door opened about two hours later and mom came in, "Evy! I brought you dinner! Did you already eat?" She asked while I stared at the
