Chapter 25

“One by one my friends disappeared." He paused, remembering how a few months ago he’d been telling Clarke the exact same story. "Part of me can’t blame them, but I was really hurt by my two best friends abandoning me." His mouth had become dry and he took a sip of beer. "I came out of my depression completely except for an anxiety about crowded places. I guess that’s why I feel so relaxed down here. I used to live in clubs and pubs. I was going to so many parties I was eating fried rice every night so I could afford to buy new clothes and alcohol.” He gazed into his beer. “Those days are long gone. Even the idea of going to a pub or club freaks me out now. So while I really appreciate you inviting me, I have an infinitely better time just one on one with people, like this.”