“Yes!” ,I say panting. “You’re Sean right?”
“yes!”
His face was scratched like in the picture , he got up and extended a hand for a handshake
“Nice to meet you!”
I shake his hand nervously. “Sorry for being late, my mom cried when I left”
“it’s alright, kinda wish my parents even cared…”
He let go
“Anyway can i get you anything to eat? Do you need any help unpacking?”
“I’m not hungry, but I could use a bit of help unpacking.”
“alright! I’ll be n ngh happy to help!”
He scratched his scar, regretting it
I look at his face. “Don’t scratch that, it’ll get worse”. “ “Are you okay?” I ask in a concerned voice.
“n ngh y yea I am”
“Okay, I have some bandages if you need them and disinfectant.”” ANYWAYS, are we choosing beds?”
“W well there was a…m mixup”
“T there’s only one king sized bed”
