Chapter 3
by 
foxloversi
What do I do?
Ignore Him and Hurry to the Bar
I freeze for half a second, then shake it off, shoving my vape in my pocket.
Chris Halloway’s is just another ghost of my past, and I’ve certainly got enough of those. I pick up my pace and head straight for The Rusty Anchor. Monica’s waiting, and I’m not about to let some sad guitar riff fuck up my night.