“Is that supposed to mean something to me?”

_{“You wouldn’t listen even if I explained.” He was too exhausted for this; explaining anything took time and more so patience. Ky didn’t have the time for that – nor did he want to make it explaining everything. No, he’d just do what he always did; avoid and leave. “Anyways… you win,” he said, sliding his hands into the back pockets of his jeans. “I’m going back home.”}