No one knew it was May
My job sent me on a work-related trip to New York City with a bunch of other people I had never seen before, all of whom were really hot boys that I wanted to fuck. The only exception to that was that one of them was my brother. We all stayed in a hostel, three or four to a room, and that night as we were going to bed I knew that my roommates would be totally into an orgy if I just got things started, but I was too nervous to do anything with Nathaniel in the building. It felt weird.
It snowed a foot overnight, so no one knew it was May.
The next morning was a work day back in Providence, but I was the only one who had to get back. We were all in an out of the way cafe somewhere in Brooklyn, I think near where Anne lives, but I didn’t see her. Everyone kept telling me there was plenty of time to get me back for work, though I wasn’t so sure. But I couldn’t work out the time math, so I didn’t worry about it.
Eventually we got on the train, and when we arrived in Providence my parents came to pick me (but not Nathaniel) up and take me home. When I got there someone from the temp agency called. It wasn’t Kate, though, and she kept saying “the agency” and not the name of it, which I thought was weird. She pointed out that I was half an hour late for work, and so the college said they didn’t want me back. The woman on the phone said she thought she could find a new assignment for me and put me on hold, but when she came back they said they wouldn’t ever be able to help me again.
I didn’t want my parents to know I’d lost my job, so I let them drive me anyway. We stopped at my father’s office, and I said I could get the rest of the way there on my own. I lost them in the hallways, which eventually turned into my high school, and then I left and walked home.
While I was walking by the mill buildings by where the Living Room used to be, I noticed that one of them was surrounded by cops crouching behind their car doors and pointing their guns. An officer with a bullhorn yelled at someone to come out of the building, and then he did, wearing a tuxedo and lip syncing to a crooner song I didn’t recognize. As as spotlight came on him, I turned around and kept walking.
