(Continued from Friends Without Benefits)
‘It’s not – it’s not me, is it?’
‘No, you’re quite safe.’
Time to call it a night. There’s a cookie at home with my name on it. Not that sick.
I head for the door. In the foyer, I stop. I could just say goodbye; that would tell me…something. I double back. A guy I know has joined them. Normally, I’d run a mile; but tonight…
‘Nice to see you!’ He’s similarly effusive. The four of us start walking towards the exit. At the door, I turn to Toby.
‘Well, good night.’
‘We didn’t really get a chance to speak!’
‘No, I know. Well – I’ll see you soon.’
I rush out, narrowly avoiding a collision with Sam.