It pours in New York.
Jake frantically paces the curb. The situation has reached a critical point, where his hands are threatening to tear his hair out.
So, his reaction at Stephan was perhaps unnecessary. At least the storming out was brutal. It's almost as if he's acting like it's the first time – he still visibly remembers the lovely incident with Sara when in university.
Oh Lord, how had he been so naive not to see this coming?
And Theresa has been in the dark all this time, he can't fathom the possibility that she might assume he knew about this. No way, he needs to tell her – Stephan surely won't.
Hailing a cab, he has high plans of not going back home tonight.
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KurzgeschichtenIn which a hooker falls in love with her client's roommate. snippet: "She'd wanted to slap him. Right across that goddamn handsome face. But then again, he is right. Isn't he? She is actually a whore. Isn't she?"
