SIA
The weather was cold. I hadn't realised that while being wrapped in the comfort of my house, but as I sat on the bench that had cold metal railings beside Cole, I did feel the chill- which was not unlikely in early spring. Or maybe, I was just nervous. Sometimes, being nervous made me feel cold.
"So?" My voice was a pathetic attempt at filling the silence between us. My eyes often flickered to the envelopes crushed in his right fist wondering what it was, and as if noticing that just on queue, he handed it to me silently.
I took it with furrowed eyebrows, the confusion disappearing when I realised what they were.
"Open it." He simply tells me.
"What?"
"Just open it."
"Are you sure you don't want to do it yourself-?"
He blinks his eyes again, looking at me more firmly. "Just ope
