Windsor Drive Page #5

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The hell is that?

They work here?

No they don't.

Where do you guys work?

At a bar called the Hideout.

Surprise.

Wait a minute.

There you are.

Didn't know if you were coming

back...

after what happened the other

night.

That was a real f***ed up thing

of Wulfric to do.

Stay away from her.

River...

Don't be mad at me for something

he did.

I was just trying to enlighten

you...

Open you up to new experiences.

So I went back-

So I went back-

So I went back tot he Hideout

and had a drink.

Oh, you did?

Yeah.

I asked for you and Wulfric...

but no one knew who you were.

You asked who?

The bar-back.

James...

Troublemaker.

Probably thought it was comedic.

He didn't seem like the comedic

type.

What's that?

Sounded like a car.

Promise me you'll always come

find me.

You sick, delusional,

hypocritical slut!

All this time you pretend like

you want to...

When you knew me all along you

stalker b*tch!

Why don't you come back here...

and say it to my face, you

little whore!

F*** you, River!

Don't you dare f***ing come

back!

I never f***ing loved you.

Jordana, we have to go.

River! Look at me, River!

My meds!

Your meds?

In the cabinets!

Here.

June.

Well isn't this a nice surprise.

If I would've known I would've

worn something nicer.

I like what you're wearing.

You're reading the Confederacy

of Dunces?

Yeah, I really like it so far.

That is one of my all-time

favorite novels.

What are you doing here?

Laundry.

Right. Yeah, it's a laundromat.

I live down the street.

So do I!

Careful, you tell me where you

live...

I could be some creepy

stalker...

I'm... I'm not...

You never called me, June.

I was a little hurt.

I'm sorry. I meant to, I still

am...

It's just I... Liz has had me so

slammed at work and...

I... she's actually still

worried about where...

all her stuff is right now. So

I have to go.

You're working on a Saturday?

Yeah, stuff we're working on is

all due next week...

so we're crammed.

Top secret mission, huh?

It was nice running into you

again.

June...

Do you want to come over for

dinner tonight?

I told you how I feel about

actors.

So let me change your mind.

I'll cook for you.

Okay. Yeah.

Perfect.

My place. Text me and I'll send

you the address.

Alright I will.

Where you at, June...

Oh god...

Hey you.

Hey.

You look great.

Thank you, so do you.

Why don't you let your hair

down.

Wow.

River, I'm not used to all this

special treatment.

Well get used to it.

I'll be right back.

Your call has been forwarded

to an automatic voice message-

F***, June.

Answer the goddamn phone, June!

Where did you learn to cook like

this?

As with anything, practice makes

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