july seventeenth.(2)

Tonight we didn't end up going to see Jay Sean, because Yolie's grandpa was feeling sick so she went to his place to take care of him. After my crying bout, my roommate came and knocked on my door and asked me if I would have dinner with her and her boyfriend, our other roommate for the summer. I agreed and it was nice to catch up. I try to avoid third-wheel situations but this didn't feel awkward at all. We had wine and ate sunflower seeds and just talked with the window open while a nice breeze danced in and out. I'm going to miss them when I go home. 

xox,

loveacrosstheocean.