Abby

Five minutes feels like an eternity. I pace Karl’s kitchen as he quickly gets ready

in the other room, not even taking a moment to take in the fact that this is Karl’s

apartment, and I’m here for the first time ever. The whole place is awash with

his scent in an almost intoxicating way, the leather chairs and brick walls a

perfect representation of his taste: dark, understated, and professional.

Finally, after what feels like hours, Karl finally steps out of his room. Surprisingly,

despite the time crunch, he looks… good.

His hair is combed neatly, and he’s wearing a professional button-down shirt

with black slacks and a pair of loafers. Somehow, even in his haste, he always

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manages to look put-together. I wish I could say the same; I feel like a

trainwreck right now.

However, as he puts on his blue surgical mask, I glance at the clock. My eyes

widen in horror.

“Oh my god, we have only fifteen minutes to make it!” I exclaim, my throat

feeling dry from the hectic morning.

“We’ll make it, Abby. Trust me,” he says, his words muffled behind the mask.

I swallow. “We have to run to the subway. Maybe we can still—”

Karl holds up his car keys with a chuckle that says he has everything under

control. The keys jingle against each other as he wiggles them back and forth.

subway when you have four wheels?”

My voice leaps an

We’re not making it if we drive. We’re

look that I’ve seen so many times before. It’s his ‘trust

look. “Just

say with a sigh. “I trust

in my throat, we rush downstairs and jump into

zips out of the parking space moments

man on a mission.

“Seatbelt,” he barks.

time as he swings into traffic, cutting

delivery van with inches to spare. I grip the edges of the seat, whiteknuckled,

you trying to get us

trying to get us there on time,” he says,

clock on the dashboard, my stomach lurching.

I can’t believe we’re really attempting this right now. It’s terrifying,

a surge of invigorating adrenaline

day Karl and I ran from those

the light teetering dangerously

pushes the pedal to the floor, and I

and another car enters the

straight at us.

“KARL!”

screeching, missing the other car by a hair’s breadth.

other driver laying into

obscenities from his window.

go!” I urge, my eyes widening even further as

laying on their horns.

speeds off, and once we’re out of the intersection, I

surprises even me. “Are you insane?

our lives

his eyes meeting mine through the

on time because I didn’t

we got hit?” My voice is a

he

turn a corner, and suddenly,

I glance at the clock again. Five minutes to

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