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Started April 22, 2022 by @EtherealDreamer

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"That's good, drinking is scary anyway." Silver rubbed her arm.
It's been a while since I was able to talk to someone, it almost feels fake, he probably doesn't really like me anyway.. Her thoughts raced

Ezra smiled and laughed.
"Yeah, getting wasted has never really appeared to me." He told her truthfully. "I'm not shaming people who do though."

"Well I'm about home anyway..!" She walked ahead, "Thanks for walking with me all this way, it was probably a bother," she laughed nervously

Ezra flapped a hand at her.
"Don't worry about it," he told her, smiling. "It was no problem at all, fun really."

He watched her for a moment.
"Is it cool if I wait here until you get inside?" He asked. "I just want to make sure you get in."

"Oh s-sure.." Silver ran up the stairs to her apartment and got to the door. She spun around and waved at Ezra.

Ezra waved back and made sure she made it fully inside, door closed behind her, before shoving his hands deep into the pocket of his faux fleece lined light jean jacket and making his way past her apartments, on his way to his own small place he resided in and called home.

Silver collapsed onto her bed, "It felt good to talk to someone.." She sighed, "It almost feels fake, he probably doesn't really care.."

Ezra went home and stripped out of his clothes and hopped into a hot shower. He only got out when the water started to become less hot.

He slipped into fluffy pajama bottoms and a long sleeve sweatshirt and crawled into bed, pulling his various blankets and singular comforter over himself.

(yeah sure)
Silver rolled out of bed to get ready for the next meeting. She brushed and braided her rats nest, tying her hair with a black ribbon. She slipped on black boots, denim shorts, and a black hoodie. She quickly grabbed her phone and headed out

Ezra was already heading down to the meeting, his hands shoved deep in his pockets, his face turned down against the cold and his shoulders slightly slouched forward.

He made his way to the basement and sat in one of the metal fold out chairs, he looked around.
Ms. G wasn't there yet, which made him worried, as she usually emailed or texted when they had no meeting, but no email or text of the sort had arrived.

Silver came through the door a few minutes later, she sat down in a chair and looked at the few people in the room. Did this place always look so dark?

Ezra waved merrily at her when she walked in.
She gestured to the open seat to his left, though the one to his right was free too.
"Hey." He said, excitedly. He didn't normally speak to anyone but Ms. G at the meetings, but talking to Silver was nice.

She smiled and sat down, "Hello, how are you doing?"

Ezra smiled.
"I'm doing good, what about you?" He said honestly. He had had a good enough week since he last saw her and he did genuinely care about her feelings and what had happened to her since they saw each other last.

"How was your week," She asked with a sigh, "I'm doing pretty good," Silver pulled out her phone to check her messages

Ezra sighed and gave an over exaggerated groan.
"It was terrible! Simply horrible! Someone spilled hot coffee on me at the end of my shift, so I had to run home and change." He explained. "I'm just kidding, not about the coffee part, but my week was fine."

"O-oh..! You scared me," Silver sighed from relief, "I'm glad you had a good week, did you do anything interesting?" She questioned

Ezra shook his head, smiling.
"Like I said before, the most interesting thing that happened to me was someone spilled their coffee on me, so at least now I smell like freshly brewed coffee!" He exclaimed.

"Oh I didn't know you worked at a coffee shop," Silver looked interested, "What's it like? Do you just make coffee all day?"

Ezra nodded.
"We also serve small stuff, like chocolate filled croissants and bagels." He informed her. "But yeah, we basically take orders and then make coffee and get food if it's required for the order."

"Wow that sounds good, I'll stop by and get something, is that okay?"

Ezra nodded and smiled.
"You should, the chocolate filled croissants are to die for." He said and mimed fainting by placing a hand to his forehead and fluttering his eyelids.