It’s always been apparent that Warner takes pride in his appearance; his outfits are impeccable; his clothes fit him like they were cut for his body. But now I finally understand why he took such care with my wardrobe. He wasn’t trying to patronize me. He was enjoying himself.
We’re all too young to have to deal with this shit. Don’t fool yourself, bro. No one should have to see what we’ve seen. No one should have to wake up in the morning and find dead bodies in their living room, but shit happens. We deal with it, and we find a way to survive.
You just jumped out of your skin when he touched you. You were scared. You had the same look on your face yesterday. That’s why I haven’t slept. That’s why I feel sick. It’s OK, Linda. You can tell me. Tell you what? The real reason why you were trying to warn me off.