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Matty sat on the kitchen counter staring down at his feet. It was the day after the incident between him and Grace. He heard Landon wake up and walk down the hall and into the kitchen. “Hey man, wanna play some videogames? I bought the new Assassin Creed game.” Landon looked at him. His face showed he was pissed off at someone. And he was not in the mood to play any game what so ever. “What’s wrong, Lan?” Landon burst into a pissed off laughter. “Matty, you seriously have the nerve to first ask me to play a videogame with you and then ask me what is wrong?!” Matty looked at him totally confused not knowing that Landon was mad at him for the way he had treated Grace last night. “You should be trying to make it up to Grace!” Landon said pouring his glass of orange juice. “She was scared and she was the bigger man and came to apologize, which Ataşehir escort she wasn’t the one who needed too. You got drunk and you said some of the rudest things I have ever heard!” Landon turned left leaving Matty to sit on the counter alone. Matty ran his hands through his hair and sighed jumping off the counter. “Will you talk to me after a fix things?” he yelled to Landon. “As long as I get to play the Assassin Creed game first!” x-x-x-x Matty knocked on the door to Grace and Sam’s place, starting to scratch the back of his neck. “Hey Grace I am really sorry. I never meant any of that it was just, all the beer that I drank!” he said to himself slapping himself in the face. “If it would have been me your face would be red with how many times I would have slapped you!” It was Sam; she had opened Ümraniye escort bayan the door while he had been rehearsing what he was going to say and he hadn’t heard her open the door. “Sam! Is Grace here? I need to talk to her. I didn’t mean any of the things I said. I was an ass and I am so sorry!” Matty said as quickly as he possibly could. “She is here. She didn’t go to work, hasn’t touched her computer. Hasn’t eaten or had anything to drink at all, just stayed in her room, crying and beating herself up about stuff. You can try but last time I did her door was locked…” Sam stepped out of Matty’s way and he ran in sliding to a halt outside Grace’s door. He softly banged on it. “Grace, I know you hate my guts and I would to. But please let me talk to you or just let me apologize for Escort Bostancı what I did!” he said loudly his eyes watering. After a while with no response he tested the door knob. It was unlocked. So he stepped in, looking around the room for Grace. Matty found her sitting on her bed looking down at what looked like a scrap book. Matty sat down on the end of the bed. “Grace, all of those things I said; I didn’t mean any of them.” “I know, I know you didn’t mean them but you said them. Why did you say them? Why were you drunk?” Grace asked not looking up from her book. “Two reasons, one bigger than the other, but two,” he said moving closer to her, “One was because I thought you were mad at me for something so you tricked me into getting that close and then leaving.” He looked at her for some kind of a response but there was none, so he went on. “And because… because they’re shipping us out in about a month or two.” Grace’s head shot up and she threw her book onto the ground and tackle hugged him. “Matty you can’t leave! They promised you those days off!” Matty hugged her back, happy she was back in his arms. “They can do whatever they want.

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