Shaking hands ↣ Tradley

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"Apparently I forgot my notebook because Nathan opened the door that night to reveal Mr. Evans standing in the doorway.

Of course Nathan's a sneaky guy.

So he told me he had met up with someone and needed to go.

Leaving me alone with Mr. Evans.

"You forgot your notebook" He said and held it out to me.

"Eh, thanks"

I wanted to make a move.

I couldn't of course.

Because technically he was kind of my teacher?

Not really?

I'm not even sure,

But I'm pretty sure it was still illegal.

Also of course he wasn't interested in me,

How could he be.

But he kept standing in my doorway.

"Can I come on?"

He said after a while.

"Sure Mr. Evans"

"Call me Tristan, I'm not that old"

He laughed.

He has a beautiful laugh,

The happy kind,

Like there's isn't anything wrong in the world.

So he came in and talked to me about my art.

He loved it.

Nobody had told me that before.

Of course Nathan did.

But he just did that because he's my friend and that's what friends do"