“Thank you," Wesley simply said.

Joslyn didn't know if her words worked or not. She couldn't tell from

Wesley's simple reply or his deadpan face.

“No need for thanks. I'm

Blair's best friend; I just want her to be happy," she sighed.

“She will be," Wesley said firmly this time.

Blair thought that Joslyn might go looking for her. But after she got changed and waited for a while, she still didn't see Joslyn. She wanted to leave, but she still had Wesley's shirt. She sighed and decided to go back to the theater to give it back

When she got inside, she saw Joslyn walking toward the door. When she saw Blair, Joslyn asked with a smile, "What took you so long? Did you fall in?"

"I should ask you the same question. I was waiting for you outside the theater."

“Oh really? I caught some of the movie. It was pretty funny.” Joslyn slid her arm into hers.

“Let me give his shirt back first. Wait for me, okay?" Blair said.

"Sure."

Joslyn released her arm. Blair walked towards Wesley's seat. The movie had ended, and the Lights were on, but low. She found him and held out his shirt.

"Thank you for the loan."

Wesley took his shirt from her and said with a meaningful look, "Don't forget what I said."

‘What's he talking about? He said a lot of things. So what does he want me to remember? Screw it. Life's too short, and I forgot most of it already.’

Ignoring his words, Blair turned and left the cineplex with Joslyn.

The day ended, slipped into night, and then back into daylight again.

It was now afternoon.

When Blair got off work and left the office, she saw a brand new black

Hummer. But she didn't recognize the License plate.

Blair didn't think anything more of it, and felt around in her purse for her phone.

Before she found it, a tall figure stood before her. She raised her head and saw Wesley.

He was wearing casual clothes. Blair found the clothes quite familiar.

After racking her brain, she realized that they were the ones she'd bought in Dreles.