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ProfXMay14, 8:43pm
Thanks,@TyTy!I’ma little worried about what the police are going to do to the place.Notto mentionI’man emotional wreck right now, lol
TyTyMay14, 8:49pm
@ProfX
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CHAPTER22
FELIX
MAY
Wakingup inMalcolm’sbedMondaymorning felt right.LikeIwas exactly whereIwas supposed to be.
Exceptfor the enormous cat sleeping on my bladder.ThatIcould’ve done without.
Malcolmhad already gotten up, soIdidn’t have to worry about disturbing him whileIlifted the comforter in an attempt to slide out from underMariposawithout waking her up.Sure,Icould have just pushed her off me, but that seemed harsh.Asit was, she raised her head and gave me an irritated glare.Butshe had no trouble going back to sleep without moving any other part of her body.
Inthe bathroomIdiscoveredMalcolmhad moved what few toiletries he had over to one side of the sink, and my stuff was on the other.He’dalso laid out a fresh towel and washcloth for me.Awww.
Iquickly showered and put on some sweatpants and a t-shirt.Ididn’t have my car back yet, soI’dhave to hang out here whileMalcolmwas at work.Iplanned to check withAmyorFosterthat afternoon to see if they were done with my car.ThentomorrowI’dbe able to go back to distributing brochures and visit the clientsIhad lined up.
Inthe kitchenIfound coffee in the pot and a note fromMalcolmon the counter.
SorryIhad to leave before you woke up.Helpyourself to anything in the fridge or pantry.Hell, help yourself to anything in the house.I’llprobably have to work late tonight to catch up on everything, but would you like to go to dinner tomorrow night?Likea dateImean.
Smiling,Ipoured myself a cup of coffee and rummaged in the fridge.Imade myself some eggs and toast and settled at the table to eat it.IsentMalcolma text.
Thanksfor the coffee.Imissed you this morning.I’dlove to go to dinner with you tomorrow night
Iate my breakfast and scrolled through social media, notingColehad pickedSteve’ssuggestion of “Raquel” to nameMalcolm’sBuick.IsentStevea congratulatory text, but, snickering,IdecidedI’dletColetellMalcolmhimself.
Mymorning was spent on my laptop at the kitchen table learning how to useFacebookads, which involved much more swearing andGooglingthanI’danticipated.Butwhen they were up and running,Ifelt a giant sense of accomplishment, soItook a break for lunch.
Okay, he saidIshouldhelp myself to anything in the house.Thatwas the same as sayingIcould explore, right?
I’dalready looked around the bedroom, soIstarted with the kitchen.Hehad a decent set of pots as well as—ooooh—some baking pans.Hewas fully stocked with glassware and plates.Buthe didn’t have the average person’s accumulation of random plastic storage container parts or odd cooking gadgets you bought and intended to use but didn’t.
Thecling wrap and aluminum foil were in a storage caddy under the sink.Smalltools such as a bottle opener and a cheese slicer were neatly laid out on a mat in a wide drawer next to the refrigerator.
Butthere was no junk drawer.Whothe heck doesn’t have a junk drawer?Wherewas his stash of loose batteries, rubber bands, a random miniature from a long agoD&Dcampaign, keys he couldn’t identify what they opened, a box cutter, old lip balm, and a harmonica?
Okay, nowIwas on a mission.
Thelaundry room, which was between the kitchen and the carport, only had one shelf above some pegs to hang jackets on.Theshelf held a small toolbox, some cleaning supplies and laundry soap.
Therewas a desk in the guest bedroom,Iknew.Iheaded there next.Thetop of the desk only held a monitor, a small printer, and a photo ofMariposain a frame.Hmmm.Malcolmneeded a photo of his boyfriend.Butit wasn’t going in the guest bedroom, that was for sure.
Plotsfor howIcould get someone to smuggle a photo of me ontoMalcolm’sdesk at work were running through my brain, but everything screeched to a halt whenIopened the desk drawers.
Whothe heck wasIdating?Thiswas almost as strange as the lack of a junk drawer.
Therewere four drawers in the desk.Thebottom left held about half a ream of printer paper stacked neatly with the edges squared off.Thebottom right drawer was only used to hold an accordion folder full of appliance user manuals.Thetop right drawer held a few cheap pens and a stapler.Thetop left drawer contained some neatly coiled charging cables and anHDMIcable.
Huh.MalcolmandIhad been staying together almost a week now.Ihadn’t gotten neat freak vibes from him.Imean, the guy had fed his cat off his fork.
