He didn't. I tuned him out as the rest of us played Uno. Nothing else about that day phases my mind. Except this Asian lady who was surprised i was sad without my girlfriend. Mackenzie would be getting home that night and texting me and i wouldn't be there to answer. I had to call me parents that night, the counselors made me. We didn't talk about anything particularly exciting. I didn't want to talk to them. They were the reason i was there. They drove me to this. They put me there. At this point in time, i hated them. Vague answers on the phone, lowered demeanor, depression touched me just a little before i figure out i had an 8pm bedtime. Who the hell sleeps for 12 hours?

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