“What do I do now?“His voice sounded like he was smiling. “What do you feel like doing?”I thought about that, my eyes still shut as I listened and breathed in the scent. Another bout of bakingthirst intruded on my awareness, and suddenly the warm, tangy odor wasn’t quite so objectionable. Atleast it would be something hot and wet in my desiccated mouth. My eyes snapped open.
“I have fallen for someone who’s so emotionally shut down, I will only get hurt- deep down I know this- someone who by his own admission is completely fucked up.”