“I think it still went okay.”
“Yeah, because of you. You asked good questions.”
“Well, I learned from the best,” Harlow replied with a smile. “And you asked good ones, too, Larissa. I think you got what you needed.”
“But I wanted to dive more into the initial feelings and stressors.”
“You can always email them. I’m sure they’d be willing to talk more. I don’t get the impression that they came here because of the hundred bucks you offered them. It seemed to me that they just wanted to talk about their story and maybe learn something themselves.”
“I’m normally so organized…” She shook her head. “I feel like I just wasted their time.”
“You didn’t. They had fun, Lou. Didn’t you see them? It’s like you helped them open up to one another in a way they haven’t before. I think that’s cool. I also think that when you listen to the recording and check your notes, you’ll find that you have something good you can work with. Besides, I’ve never read a book on love that featured a throuple in it. I mean, I don’t read books on love often, if at all, but you get my point.”
“I guess so,” she said. “I think I’m going to hang out here, if that’s okay.”
“In the room?”
“No, I only reserved it for the hour, so just here in the space. I can go out there to the lobby and type up my notes for a while. I feel like I need to do that now, or I won’t at home.”
“Why?”
“Because you’ll probably want to have dinner or something or otherwise want to distract me.”
She smiled at Harlow.
“I’ll leave you alone. But if you want to stay here, that’s fine. I can hang out.”
“No, you go, Harlow. I’ll get a car home.”
“I don’t mind hanging out. There’s food and free coffee. Plus, the overhead music out there is good tonight.”
“I’ll be late, I think,” Larissa told her.
“Okay.” Harlow nodded and stood. “Got it. I’ll head to your place. Will you promise me that you’ll eat something real either here or at least when you get home?”
“Yes, I’ll eat something at some point tonight,” she said with a laugh.
“Okay. Then, I’m gone.”
Harlow grabbed her stuff, and soon, Larissa was in the room alone. When she saw Samantha walk by at some point, she pulled open the door.
“Hey, Samantha?”
“Oh, hi,” the woman replied, looking surprised to see Larissa there. “What’s up?”
“Does anyone else have his room right now?”
“I doubt it. Why?”
“Would it be okay if I just hung out in here for a while? If someone needs it, I’ll leave right away.”
“I guess so. Sure. Where’s Harlow?”
“Home.”
“Home? She moved out of your place?”
“No, Imeantmy place,” Larissa replied. “I wanted to stay for a little while longer.”
