Pedro had not said a word to me all day and I feel being in his space so long has rubbed off on me differently, he always had something to say to me.

After dodging his kiss at the hangout, it must have bruised his ego, I low key enjoyed it.

But why did I feel a type of way? Something along the lines of, I shouldn’t have aired him like that.

The silence between Pedro and me had lasted all day and I liked it.

I liked the way it stretched like an invisible rope; tight, suffocating but refreshing as I got to pace and gather my thoughts together....