From Across The Hall – 14

Ruben didn’t get to speak to Sam again that night, though their eyes did meet on occasion across the bar. Not in some star-crossed lover kind of way, Ruben thinks to himself as he realises yet again he’s distracted from drawing, and he’s dreaming away much of his Saturday afternoon.

He’s glad he decided this is a weekend just for him. Those few drinks after work had gone on until almost four in the morning, and he only woke up a few hours ago, with a slightly fuzzy head and and even fuzzier t...