Kelsey's POV
{Kelsey's Residence - 7:45 A.M}
It's been almost fifteen minutes since I asked Landon what I did last night. He said something about blowing a flute.
What does he mean by that? I never learnt any musical instruments while growing up. I was busy taking care of my mother and on my father's side, he taught me how to use a gun and kill people.
There's really no chance for me to learn stuff like that.
"As long as I didn't do anything bad, it's fine, right?" I asked him and he looked at me with his reddened face.
Why is he embarrassed?
"Did I play the flute so hard that you're not even looking at me, Landon?" I asked him and he sighed, cleared his throat and still wouldn't meet my eyes.
"Let's just forget anything like that happened. Just promise me you won't drink ever again," he said.
