Jay
"Don't just barge your way into his house, Anon," I shout after watching Anon type in Parker's code.
"Why not? They know we are coming. Parker doesn't care." Anon argues as he enters the apartment.
I let out a heavy sigh. Deacon chuckles as he walks past me.
"Don't worry; Parker doesn't care, especially when it comes to Anon." Deacon smiles.
"That's precisely why I'm worried. Anon is oblivious to what kind of effect his actions will have on someone who has feelings for him. He hasn't dated much." I think out loud.
Deacon looks at me with a blank expression and then shrugs his shoulders in resignation. He walks inside, leaving baffled. He's gotten way too comfortable with me. I can't tell if that's a good thing or a bad thing. It's good that he's feeling more relaxed, but sometimes he reminds me of Misha. I can't seem to stop thinking about him. Everything around me brings back memories of him. It feels like he's always with me, even when he's not physically present.
