Chapter 40

• ZAVIER [Zero]
• I concluded at the fourth day after my call with that assh0le Morris that I've had enough of seeing her sad.
• Especially this morning, when I reached for her on the bed to draw her into my arms, that look of sheer sadness was very look was stark and blatant.
• Of course, it disappeared when I started kissing her and making her feel so fvcking good, but that is besides the point. It had been there, that's what the fuck matters.
• I don't know much about women, if not the things I learnt from being with her. In this case, I draw a fvcking blank.
• And so, I dressed up and took off to the street to find her some woman to for her to talk to. Like dumb Morris said, it might be a woman thing.