Act V: Christmas

The end of term had come, and maybe the split with Abbey had hit me less than I thought, but with coursework and work taking up the majority of time before the holidays, I didn't have much time to dwell on it.

Abbey didn't message me much anymore. We both figured a clean break would be for the best, at least for now. Help let any feelings dissipate so we can move on. The only real contact I still had was when I would see something from her pop up in my newsfeed on Facebook or Instagram.

Jake: So you fucked anyone yet?

Me: What?

Jake: You were daydreaming again.

Me: Yeah, sorry, what's that got to do with my sex life, though?

Jake: Well, either it means you got some for the first time since Abbey and can't stop thinking about it, or you really need to get some.

Me: why can't I just be distracted by something else?

Jake: I know you well enough now that I know your just a horny bastard... also, your stiffy is poking tenting up your uniform.

Me: What?!

Glancing down, I look to see that I didn't, in fact, have a tent in my pant's.

Jake: Yeah, definitely need to get some action; you are not normally that gullible as well unless sex real was on your mind haha

Me: Shut up. When was the last time you got any action anyway?

Jake: Why? You offering?

Me: You should be so lucky.

We continued to rib and chat as was the norm up for shifts we worked together in the shop. It had been manic for most of the day with the run-up until Christmas, but the last hour or so was super dead.

Jake: Lookout, here comes trouble.

I looked up to see a familiar face walking into the shop...