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ME
Good.
I don’t have a chance to type out a reply before a new message from him appears.
JULIAN
That bad?
ME
It wasn’t bad per se…
My fingers fly across the screen.
ME
They shared their plans, and my agent asked all the right questions.
JULIAN
But…
I can’t think of an appropriate response that won’t automatically get his hopes up, so I don’t answer.
My phone vibrates a minute later from an incoming call. I debate between picking up Julian’s call and letting it go to voicemail before deciding to trust my gut and answering the damn phone. “Hey.”
“Hey.” The hint of surprise in his tone makes me feel shittier than usual.
“How did the meeting go?” he asks.
“Fine.”
“What a glowing review.”
I drop onto my bed with anoomph.
“Want to talk about it?”
“I don’t know. I’ve spent all night thinking about it and have gotten nowhere closer to making a decision about the TV deal.”
“You? Unsure about the future? I don’t believe it.”
I laugh again. “I swear I’m not usually this indecisive.”
“I watched you spend an hour deciding if you wanted to paint a room eggshell white or eggshell off-white, which, by the way, are the same color.”
“Not true. One had a satin finish and the other had a semi-matte finish, thank you very much.”
His deep chuckle pulls at the cord wrapped around my lower half. “You overthink everything lately, which is fine.”
“Aren’t you the guy who hides pro-con lists all over his house?”
“You found those?”
I stare up at the ceiling. “Out of curiosity, did you come to a decision about which toilet paper brand was best?”
