------------------------Jake------------------------
"Nate, you awake?" I asked as I knocked on the door.
I woke up a minute ago and I checked the clock. 12:30 in the afternoon. I never sleep this late, Nate always woke me up so we could head to breakfast and then work.
We did sleep hard. We have been doing runs with tanner and Ellie at the order of Robert for about a month now. And I've lost a lot of hours of sleep.
I got no answer from Nate. I walked back over to the couch. I picked up a folded piece of paper on the small table in front of the couch.
Jake, I went to breakfast with tanner. We are talking about tonight, it's that big run we have been planning. I let you sleep, And left you something to eat in the bag in the kitchen.
I set the note back on the table.
Tanner. The blonde headed devil. I could tell he liked Nate. The worst part is Nate knows that and I can tell he likes him back. And Tanner's sister breaths done my neck any time I'm in a fifteen foot radius. I barely like either of them.
I put my shirt on and reached below the table. I grabbed the black steel 9mm. One I picked up from our last run and decided to sneak past them and keep.
Just get it tonight.
I set it back under the table. I went into the kitchen to eat.
------------------------Nate------------------------
-6 hours later-
God his eyes are beautiful. The blue ocean was constantly making me drown in his dreaminess.
"So what did you do for fun, before?"
"Well I liked to skate" he said. He has told me one or two stories about that.
"And what about you?" He asked as we walked toward the apartment.
"I didn't" I chuckled
"You can't tell me you were boring all the time" he joked
"Of course" I answered
I stood on the first step.
"See you in a little bit" he said
"Yep" I went to turn around
Tanner's lips met mine and I inhaled. His smell and his taste. The smell of shampoo and the taste of mint. So refined.
"So..." I said as we stopped. But the thing I couldn't stop was smiling.
"See you in a bit, make sure Jake is ready"
"Ok" I said
I walked up the stairs and straight to the apartment door. I opened the door, seeing Jake sitting on the couch, looking anxious even from behind.
"The hell have you been?" He asked standing up from the couch.
"I was with tanner, I left you a note"
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Now They Walk
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