(40) Awkward

"How are you doing?" I asked, taking a sit next to Adam.

We're currently in the cemetery where Carlo was burried 15 minutes ago. Beside Carlo's grave was Linda's.

Now this my friend, is the real relationship goals. Dying the same way with the one you love, dying the same place with the one you love -> And muttering the name of the person you love using your last breath.

The scene got me crying like a cry baby... Ooh, this actually reminds me of Melanie Martinez' Cry Baby since I kept on crying and crying and crying.

I tapped my fingers on my lap and waited awkwardly.

He probably thought that it was a rethorical question...

Or he probably didn't hear me...

Or he probably doesn't want to talk to me...

I mean, what would you do if the person you thought who died years ago turns out to be alive and yet died at the same day?

So when he raised his head and faced me, it shocked me straight to the moon.

"I'm fine." He muttered, breaking the silence. He nodded slightly and blinked a few times.