Fly Me to New York (1)
Angela had a hard time sleeping when Gael and the others left her apartment. Her place felt really empty when they did, her ears ringing due to the silence. She found it odd because she had been used to being alone at home for days, which never bothered her. Sometimes, she'd even forget what day of the week it was because of staying at home all the time except when going to the gym a few times a week. But these past few weeks had changed—ever since Gael showed up.
She didn't like what's become of her, thinking that she was growing used to having him around. He'd been here and stayed around her longer than he had in the past. The first one was only an epic night three years ago, the second time was also back on the island for a few days, and this time was the longest. And while she enjoyed his presence, the fear of him leaving again was starting to creep up on her.