Same Time Next Week (Ch 59)
Boy meets girl, boy falls hard, girl doesn’t feel the same and dumps boy, boy hides in recording studio where he doesn’t eat, sleep, or fuck until he has to be clubbed upside the head.
It felt strange to be heading back to LA, though he hadn’t been gone long. Until he boarded the plane and tossed his worn brown leather bag onto the seat next to him and settled into the supple leather, he hadn’t even given any thought to what it would be like to go walk back into his house. To see his neighbors and people he hadn’t seen in what felt like forever. It didn’t even feel like home anymore.
It wasn’t. And he wasn’t the same person, either.