Sophie

"You missed the funeral." I blurted out, sounding more bothered than I was.

"I know." He answered. His gaze fell on the ground. "Can I come in?"

I nodded and opened the door further as I stepped back, allowing him to go inside. Kyle placed his bags on the floor and took off his shoes. I just stood there not knowing what to say or what to do, so I slowly closed the door. Standing up was starting to become tiring so I leaned back on the wall behind me.

"Are you hungry?" I asked. An easy question, yes or no. Small talk like 'how are you?' or 'how was the trip?' seemed irrelevant, and I didn't want to interrogate him by asking why he was here or why he wasn't at the funeral just yet. So this felt like as good a place as any to start.