Realisation and acceptance

"So? How did it go?"

"Uh?"

"The tour around the university. How did it go?"

"Oh... it was good. Yeah, it was good."

After I drive for another six hours back to Long Beach, I come home to find Viktor carelessly lying on the couch in the living room and watching something on the TV. The moment I step a foot through the door I feel some sort of tension. Actually, I feel it since the other day on our way back from the vacation.

We haven't talked about my choice of a university since then but there seem to be unspoken things that fuel this awkward tension between us.

"Did you do what you had to do?" I ask as I sit on one of the small stools in front of him, just wanting to start some sort of a dialogue. Have you ever felt so awkward around someone that you just feel the need to say something? That's how awkward I feel for a few days now.

"Hm?"