Zoe handed Jay a glass of water. "Have a drink."
Jay looked up at Zoe and took it over. "Thanks."
Whenever the both of them were alone with each other, things always felt somewhat unnatural.
"It's getting late. Go back earlier. I'll take care of Bob. Thank you for tonight," Zoe said with sincerity.
She was truly thankful that Jay sent Bob back and helped him to the washroom, wiped him clean, and got him changed.
"Don't mention it. Bob is my friend too."
"Anyway, it's really getting late." Zoe did not want to exchange any more pleasantries with Jay.
She was clearly chasing him away.
Jay walked out of Zoe's bedroom toward the living room, and Zoe walked alongside him to the door out of courtesy.
When Jay stepped out of the door, he turned around, wanting to tell her to rest early and show some concern.
But before he could utter a word, the door shut in his face.
She really did not want to see him anymore.
Jay simply stared at the door before finally snapping back to reality. He slowly walked into the elevator.
He walked aimlessly around the district. It was snowing again in North City.
Tiny snowflakes drifted in the cold air, so tiny they were almost imperceptible by the human eye.
Just like the cracks in his heart that he did not dare to reveal to anyone.
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The next day, Bob woke up with a throbbing headache.
He looked around him before finally realizing that he was in Zoe's apartment.
He immediately pulled open the sheets and got out of bed. He walked out and saw Zoe preparing breakfast in her open-concept kitchen. She smiled upon seeing him awake.
Her eyes shone like crescents in the night sky, melting his heart.
"Finally awake?" Zoe asked.
"Last night, I…"
"You were as drunk as a dead horse." Zoe didn't mince her words.
"I, I…It's all because of Sam's dog." Bob vented his anger on Sam.
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