"Who was that?" Ezra scrunched a frown as he listened to Spencer leave. It was all so comfy here. Ezra hadn't felt this in a very long time. It was all so clinical in the outside world. But here. This was home.
So what if Gage would not shut up. He made Ezra smile. He was a laugh. Truly. Spencer must have been Gage's brother, thought Ezra.
"See, I know some shit, about your boyfriend." Ezra went to see what was up with Sage in the kitchen. She was so good at ignoring him. He liked that about her. Perhaps he was here only to annoy her.
"I don't have a boyfriend." Sage clarified as she put some thin spaghetti in a pot of boiling water. He watched her work on some garlic toast and put sliced carrots and celery in a dish.
"Whatever, that..that Gage fellow got it on with some girl down at the psychic ward." Ezra bit his bottom lip to keep from grinning too much. "She thought, she'd get the same from me, but seriously. she was really a bit thick in the head. Not my kind, at all."
"Look, Gage was in an accident. He doesn't know what he's doing." Sage winced.
"What's he to you?" Ezra wanted to know.
"Someone, I'm trying to keep out of trouble." She told him.
"So you're..you're not really into him, then?" Ezra wanted to get this straight as he licked his dry lips. He sneaked a carrot to bite into.
"More like a big sister." Sage stirred the noodles. Dinner was almost ready.
"A little sister." He smile. He wendt to set the table for her. It was the least he could do. "You want to play chess, after dinner?"
"Depends, if you help me clean up." She didn't smile back at him. It was a first. Maybe she was much more clever than he ever considered until now.