Chapter Twelve: Amy’s friend
David puts his hands against the door of Alex’s new apartment in town and shakes his head really disapprovingly.
“Never go in there without knocking. Trust me,” he informs Susan.
But the girl ridicules his words and pushes the front door wide open. Why the hell would they give David a key if they didn’t want him to use it?
Once entered, she finds them both barely dressed on the couch, quickly pulling their hair into ponytails. Their cheeks are flushed, but at the same time, they’re giggling.
David leans against the door frame and shrugs: “See?” Continue reading “AA-meetings – Chapter Twelve: Amy’s Friend”