days went by slow with not much to do, im still a little sick, i dont even think about connor anymore, and everything seems like a clean slate for new beginnings.
today, troye promised to show me the house he used to hang out in - and we were technically trespassing, but it's whatever.
we walked some time along the road, along the beach, and finding cool abandoned things
"do you think the person who owns the house will be home?"
"i dont know"
"how would you even get in there anyways?"
"you'll see"
we finally arrived at this small white one story house that seemed to be vacant because there were no cars in the driveway.
we went around to the side of the house and he stopped at one of the windows.
"the top window is unlocked but none of the others are"
i dont know how troye can pull himself up to the TOP window but he can. he struggled at first, "havent done this in a while" but I pushed him up a bit so that he could climb through.
he then opened it a little more from
inside so that i could get through.
"dont touch anything" troye said
the house was cute and reminded me of a grandparents home. it had that cozy vibe and old family pictures were placed around on coffee tables and cabinets.
"i like this place"
"yeah me too"
"we should hang out here again sometime"
