Chapter 8

Dustin woke up a several hours later. He rolled over to check his phone out of habit. There were three missed messages, all from Zach. Dustin bolted up, his heart pounding like thunder. He put on his glasses so hastily he left a large smudge on one of the lenses. The first text was from around nine o’clock. Oh my god sorry! I went home to lie down for 20 mins and just woke up.

The next one was tagged an hour later. Fuck, you probably hate me. I really didn’t mean it. Still want to go out?

The final one was only half an hour old. Either your phone is dead or you’re asleep too. Meet there at 1 instead?

Dustin checked the time, heart in his throat. It was quarter of one. His fingers slipped multiple times as he typed. Shit, I did fall asleep. Be there in a few!