Leighton
“Why won't this thing save?" I beat the keys on the laptop harder than necessary. I growl at it, hoping that it feels my wrath by the way I'm shooting daggers at the screen.
“Be nice to it, and maybe it'll do what you want it to," Holden jokes as he comes through the front door, carrying a pizza.
“How long have you been standing there?"
“Long enough to hear you call it some not so flattering words and see you try to beat it to death. C'mon, take a break and eat dinner with me. I'll leave you along to finish when we're done."
He hardly ever leaves me alone when we're at the house together, and it makes me feel good, because I know it's because he wants to be with me, not because he's worried I'll do something he doesn't like. “What are you going to go do while I work on this?"
