Chapter Twenty

"The one superficial thing I believe in is Bigfoot." I say and sip my beer as Mr. Robinson makes an exaggerated choking sound.

"What?!" He says and I burst into laughter at the look on his face.

"You're kidding." He says, toying with his chopsticks and I just shake my head.

"You get to believe in the loch ness monster, so I get to believe in Bigfoot." I say and he frowns at me. 

"I don't believe in the loch ness monster, I just don't doubt that there is a possible underwater sea creature." He says and I nudge him with my feet thanks to our sitting position.

We are both on the couch, with the spare blanket draped over our bodies and sitting opposite each other.

So my leg is pressed up to his side and his legs are pressed up to mine.

How we ended up here is still a mystery. One minute I'm paying for the food while he is getting beer from the fridge, the next minute we