Through the Screen
Chapter 54
unknown: hey man, thanks for keeping me company at the bar
noah sighed, running his fingers through the greasy mop of hair on his head and slumping back into the soft cushioned backrest of his recliner. he had a pulsing headache when he woke up this morning, a sticky note pasted to the fridge by adrian who informed him that he had went to school.
noah was feeling terrible.
both because of the guilt of leaving his child alone at night to drink away his pettiness and because of his self assumptions about abel. he felt like he wasn't good enough of a person, let alone be a father or a husband, and the reality of the situation was only clawing at his skull, begging to break free.
of apathy when it comes to abel and the utter ignorance towards adrian was doing nothing but filling a pool of guilt in the pit of his stomach, and he decided to be slightly rational, wanting
number, for god's sake, he didn't even remember his name. last night for him was full of self pity and confusion, and degrading talks
coffee he had managed to
his phone again, replying to the stranger out of complete curtesy, scratching the back of his
no
noah was disinterested in whatever he wanted to say so he didn't
he sighed out of frustration before sinking further into the couch and viewing the