He pouted, “What’s wrong with my hair?”
“You need a retwist, desperately. The white people in this office can’t tell, but I can.”
Theo grinned. “Fuck, I missed you.”
VLOG TWO: Theo.
Things with me and Carmen are finally
feeling normal again.
I didn’t think we’d fall back into rhythm so quickly,
but I’m glad we did.
Maybe we can finally start to enjoy our time together
like a normal couple.
It’s Complicated.
Day Five.
Blocked.
It started with an email.
I wasn’t thinking too hard when I typed it out—just one of those random check-ins that had been sitting in the back of my mind.
To:Marcus Dazai
Subject:Dad’s Case
Hey Boss,
Just checking in—any updates with the case? It’s been a while, and I haven’t heard anything.
Hope all’s well.
–Carmen
I clicked “send” and went about my day. But Marcus replied within fifteen minutes.
RE: Dad’s Case
Hey—
I’ve been trying to call you. Nothing’s going through. I didn’t want to bother you via email, but I’ve left a few voicemails.
Is your number still the same?
I stared at the screen.
My number hadn’t changed in years.
A weird, pinching feeling bloomed behind my ribs. I minimized the window and grabbed my phone, scrolling through recent calls. Nothing from Marcus. Not even a missed call.
Something wasn’t adding up.
