That night, Armando didn't sleep. He gazed at his ceiling and thought. He tossed and turned but nothing could get him to submit to unconsciousness. He had something on his mind that held his eyes open and prevented his rest.
He thought.
He thought about all the days and nights that he and Gabriel had spent together. All the hellos and handshakes. All the hugs and hysterical inside jokes. Armando thought about all of these things, and then he thought about Gabriel. His smile. His generosity. His outstanding ability in number sense.
Armando had to make a decision. He hadn't been attracted to many other men before, and certainly not Gabriel. But for some odd reason, he found himself imagining going on dates with him and holding his hand during a movie.
"I know what to say to him now." He said in a quiet voice.
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Jade's alarm went off and she reluctantly rolled out of bed. The mirror at the foot of her bed gave her a big hello as she sat up, he hair a huge mess from the restless sleep she had gotten that night.
As she got ready for her day, she began to think about the past few weeks. She took out her phone and looked at her recent messages.
"Armando..." She said to herself, looking at the conversation between the two of them.
"Today is the day. I'm gonna tell him. I'm gonna really tell him."
She spent the next hour doing her makeup and finding the perfect outfit. She finally found one, a flowered dress with black tights and light shoes. And for the final touch, a leather jacket. She looked in the mirror before she left.
"Perfect." She said.
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"Expectation is the Root of All Heartache."
RomanceThe days have been cold since he left. Gabriel just wants to feel something,...anything again. He looked through the window at the fogged outside, wishing, waiting for him to return. Suddenly, a figured emerged.
