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TAKING a day to myself to walk down the streets of the city, stopping at my favorite cafe for coffee and a raspberry danish, then heading to the library to browse each aisle and the new releases, was an activity I'd been doing since I was old enough (to my parent's discretion) to walk alone in the city. It was actually my dad who had suggested the idea when I woke up this morning.
"Maybe it would be a good idea for you to get out later in the day," he'd said while he served up a mango smoothie he made for the two of us as Will had already left and my mother was at her usual morning yoga session.
"What are you doing today?" I'd asked.
He shrugged. "The usual. Going to the office, catching up on some paperwork and meetings. I'll be there late, as will your mom." He had sipped the smoothie and furrowed his eyebrows, clearing his throat. "When are you planning to see Theo next? Is he up to anything today?"
"He hasn't texted me yet. It's too early for him," I'd said, though it was almost noon. I knew he had gone to sleep late last night. He and Matteo had a movie marathon and ended the night with The Lighthouse with Wilhelm Dufoe and Robert Pattinson (Will raved about that particular film), and apparently it gave both of them the creeps. Nic made fun of them because they'd fallen asleep in the same room, unable to get to sleep in their separate rooms in the dark.
"I'll probably do my own thing today," I said with a shrug. "Take your advice and head out."
Dad's smile lit up. He knew how I spent my alone days and thought it was a great idea. So I'd finished my portion of smoothie and when dad left for the office, I headed out on my walk.
Will was spending the day with Matteo. From what he'd told me, he and Matteo were going to the movies, then ice skating, and then dinner at a restaurant called Jacob's Pickles, one of the spots he and I always ended up eating at. Will had been more than just happy when Matteo told him that he wanted to be more than whatever they'd been for months now. Of course, Will was nervous to come out to the parents more than anything else. But he wanted to be with Matteo. The night after we'd seen his play, Will and I talked about it on our shared patio for hours. We talked about me and Theo: how I loved him and it was crazy how much I would do for him. We talked about Will being with Matteo: how Matteo was no simple person, but he was still one of the best people we'd both met. Overall, I just wanted everyone to be happy. And I think we were all well on our way to achieving that.
Honestly, I knew nothing would make both Will and Matteo happier than being together unapologetically.
So with a cinnamon-honey matcha latte rather than the usual coffee (and of course, my raspberry danish), I walked down the typically crowded streets in the direction of the New York Public Library. I always took my time when walking to the library because really, there was no rush, and I liked (especially during this time of the year) to take everything in. I stopped a few times to walk into stores that I'd always enjoyed, or to veer off of the sidewalk and into one of the many parks. When I made it to the library, it was already almost 3 in the afternoon. I slid my phone back in my pocket and went into the library, prepared to browse for hours upon hours.
