Stop Apologizing - SurvivalShipping

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After we finished our sandwiches, I was about to get up to go throw my plate away, before Vinny stood up fast and insisted on throwing it away for me. I smile gently and give him the plate.

"Thanks," I mutter, and sit back down. I change the channel to another show, watching.
I glance over at Vinny while he was in the kitchen, and see him opening the trash. He was...strange. I narrow my eyes down at his waist and torso. He was quite skinny. I don't know what this newsman did to make me think so much about him, but it's—like I can't stop.

"W-Well uh.. Ima go to sleep now. Try-try not to burn down the place while I'm asleep, aight?" Vinny mustered, and skips to his room, shutting the door.

I turn the tv down and turn off one of the lights, laying on my side. I sigh sharply, thinking...I do not know how everything amounted to this. I change the channel again and it was a weird show about love. It was a game show where you take people to go ask random people out, and if they say yes they go on a 'romantic' date. But I ignore that part; I look at the name of the restaurant and the way the food looks. It was called 'Noddles Galore'. I do like noodles. This whole thing is stupidity peculiar. But it made me speculate, I could take Vinny out and get to know more about him. I wanna ask him about the woman that is in photos with Vinny around the house even though he lives alone. Also, I would really like to eat something fancy—hence, I haven't in a while.

I suppose I will ask him tomorrow. I turn off the Tv and lay on my side, soon falling asleep.