CHAPTER SEVENTY-ONE
Did I perhaps overreact with whole storming out act? I kicked the tuft of grass under my foot out of utter frustration, almost toppling onto the ground. Ugh! Why tonight of all days? I mean, all I hoped was that this weekend I’d get to have time with my boyfriend and probably go on that date he forgot about. I glanced at the sky, its starless stretch being an annoying sight to my eyes. So what? Nothing great about tonight? Soon I found myself at the park and thankfully, it was quiet. I had barely been sitting for long, lost in my own thoughts when a rather tipsy couple sat on the bench opposite me and right away went into full-make out mode.
Oh, come on. Did I offend someone that bad on this this particular day or what?
“Care if I joined?” I looked up at the sound o
