DAY 398, TUESDAY, NOVEMBER
S: And we ate some candy together and then we left.
H: Sounds nice.
S: It was. I heard K and T didn't even bring anything.
H: How dare they.
S: Exactly. And they call themselves their friend?
H: And sibling.
S: That makes it even worse!
H: Must be terrible being L.
S: Hey, I know I shouldn't bring this up...
H: Then don't. Seems like the most logical thing to do.
S: But I want you to know.
H: What is it?
S: L asked about you.
H: What do you mean?
S: They asked if you were visiting too.
H: Oh. What did you say?
S: I said we weren't sure if you had the time.
H: I see. Did they say anything else?
S: Nope. Nothing. Listen, I don't think they blame you. For anything.
H: You don't know that.
S: They would've said something. Like, when we said we didn't think you'd come they could've said 'great, I never want to see that son of a bitch ever again'.
H: That's a bit much.
S: But they didn't say that. I think they even want you to visit.
H: You don't know that.
S: I have a hunch. And sometimes you have to be bold. Take a leap and see where you land.
H: I could say the same to you. With school.
S: I recognize the slight hypocrisy, but we're not talking about me.
H: Alright.
S: Just talk to them. You're human, they're human. You'll be fine. Have a little faith in yourself. You got this.
H: I appreciate the enthusiasm.
S: You're welcome.
H: But I don't know.
S: Well, let me give you the answers. Visit them! Make sure to bring snacks to get the conversation started on the right foot. L said they'll be in the hospital for at least another week.
H: A whole week?
S: It's insane how long. Anyway, just go next Sunday. They'll still be there and they'll appreciate it. You can go on any weekday as well of course.
H: I'd prefer Sunday. This week, I'm working six days.
S: Six days? Wow. Not six full days I assume?
H: No, no. Two full days at the store, two full days at the caring home and two mornings there.
S: That's still a lot.
H: It is. I'm thinking of dropping the store soon.
S: Really? When?
H: Probably at the end of December. My contract ends then anyway.
S: I see.
H: And if I look back at how I spent the past months of my gap year I've only worked. Vacation weeks don't line up either, so every single week I've worked.
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The Stockers (Completed)
Teen Fiction'If I live through this, I can do anything I want. No experience will ever be as awful as this one. I'll come out the other way stronger than ever.' Six stock clerks fight against fatigue and boredom in the store they work at. It creates a bond stro...