Trust me, these kinds of chapters hurt me more than they hurt you.
Wednesday, December 12th, 2007Part 3 of 5, Chapter 17
I broke her gaze and looked down at the box of relationship-droppings, outside her dorm room. “You broke up with him.” Junior Midshipman Obvious, sir, reporting for duty aboard the USS No Kidding. “Are you okay?”
“I’ll be fine as soon as I get everything that was his out of my life,” HCE said. “Here, you can help. Find his books in the shelf and put them in the box.”
“Which ones are his?”
“Which ones are stupid? At least give me some good news. How is your girlfriend?”