She's staring out the window. That fucking hoody blocking her face. I'm going to burn that fucking piece of clothing, it's driving me crazy. I can't see her.

I can't fucking tell if she's upset or what.

We were walking toward my bike when I saw Falon standing on the porch outside. It's like she was waiting to see what I was going to do, and if I'm being honest, I was putting Beggar's ass on the back of my bike.

It was what I wanted, it just felt normal. Beggar was walking ...