By the time it's evening, Ryan decides to head back home. His effort to clear his head and think things out properly didn't amount to anything. He couldn't create a solution. He rather found himself in a dilemma, and even more frustrated. He takes out his phone to call Stephanie, but sees several missed calls from her. He mutters a curse word, knowing she would be worried sick. He'd been out for over four hours. She's warned him severally about leaving without saying where he's going or when he'll be back, but it's just something he's used to. It's become a bad habit of his. He calls her back, and she picks on the second ring. "Where the hell are you?" "Calm down, I'm sorry. I just went to the bar close by, and I'm on my way home right now." "Why didn't you tell me you were going out?" "You were with Lisa, I didn't want to be a bother." "That's a lame ass excuse." "I'm sorry, I'll be home soon, okay?." He cuts the call, feeling exasperated. Sometimes Stephanie acts like she's hi
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