Hitchhikers And Highways|✔️

TWENTY TWO

GRACE WOKE up that morning to an unusually chipper Walter, prancing around the room with different clothing items in his hand. She yawned and raised a hand to her eye in an attempt to remove the sleep.

"What are you doing?"

His head shot to hers like a puppy upon hearing its name, he smiled widely and bounced back to the bathroom, replying on his way there. "I uh- I have a friend, haven't seen her in a while! Meeting up with her!"

Grace felt something deep within her clench, not jealousy- far from it.
Betrayal.

"Uhm," She squinted her eyes and tried to not be audibly hostile with her attitude "What happened to never going back." Walter had told her he was like her, at the end of his line, no where to turn to, perhaps it hadn't been in those exact words but it was implied. It was definitely implied.

He popped his head out of the bathroom door at her words, eyes full of the same compassion she couldn't get mad at. "This isn't going back. Not- not really, she isn't back."

"Is she from your past?"

She watched as his eyes fluttered around the room in defeat, head jutting as he tried to think of another answer

"Forget it, Walter. You don't have to explain yourself to me."