TheClosetKidnapper

Dylan I shrug, "Carlingford. Just a small town. I grew up in Oregon though."

Dylan I study her and nod, deciding to put it away.

Dylan I look at her, confused, "My brother. It's his. He's... not around much anymore. Everything he ever knew he wrote down for me."

Dylan I bring out the notebook again and flip to the page I left off at, wanting to take my mind off the memory.

Dylan I flash a smile and nod, looking back down.

Dylan I nod before snapping out of it and looking at her, "Just thinking."

Dylan "Me too," I say, dazing out as I think about it all again.

Dylan Roan would love this girl. She thinks the same way he did. I nod, "Of course. Sucks that it's so difficult to find those people sometimes."

Dylan I flash a smile and nod, knowing that my brother would agree with her there, "Yeah. Right."

Dylan I nod slowly and take a sip of my drink, "Oh. Sorry."

Np.

Dylan I flash a smile and glance back at her, "It's fine. But, mind me asking why you don't have any friends anymore? It doesn't seem likely..."

Dylan I nod and look back at my drink, not sure what else to say after that.

WB

Dylan I glance at Ruby and study her, noticing something might be wrong, "You okay?"