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stepped back. He stopped and looked me over.
    “You look really good in the morning.”
    I sighed and then looked down, suddenly realizing that I was in my underwear.
    “Oh…my… .God,” I said as I looked back up at him.
    He smiled and walked to the door. He then stopped and turned back to me. “Thank you,” he said softly as I watched him go.
    I ran into the bathroom and threw up, as I could not hold it back any longer. I stood up and stared into the mirror. I looked horrid so his comment was pity, the exact pity he had told me to avoid with him. I closed my eyes as I gripped the sides of the small sink.
    “Unbelievable,” I whispered as I ran the water in the sink. I reached in and scooped water into my mouth and spit it back out. I started the shower up, letting the hot water steam the small room up until my reflection was gone and I was not forced to look at myself any longer. As if I even know who I am right now.
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    I sat in the breakfast car and sipped my coffee, strong and unrelenting, just as I needed. The bitter taste on my tongue almost felt like I deserved it. I heard the door slide open and glanced behind me to see Cody coming in. He looked as if he had showered too. I guess he just could not come straight down here, but I wished that he had. Not to be rude, but seeing him was not what I really wanted. I adjusted my sunglasses on my face and turned back in my seat, not willing to even invite him over, but when he slid in across from me I was forced to deal with it.
    “Did you eat?” he asked me and I shook my head ‘no’ and took a drink of my coffee. Each sip was getting me closer to feeling normal again. I needed to sober up. I needed to get back to reality and not some romantic encounter with a guy who happened to be on the same train as I was. So ridiculous.
    “You know, they say that if you skip breakfast you just set yourself up for failure.”
    I smiled and raised an eyebrow as I set my cup down and the coffee moved in it with the vibration of the train. I cleared my throat. “I drink coffee in the morning, and then I eat lunch and dinner, I never do breakfast and I rarely deal with failure.”
    He bit his bottom lip and continued on. “Well you look thin,” he said as his plate showed up and it was full of pancakes and eggs. A side of three pieces of bacon took up what little room was left on the plate.
    I smelled it and my stomach growled, but I played it off. I really don’t do breakfast that often, I guess saying ‘never’ was a white lie.
    “Oh really?” I asked him and he grinned as he took a big bite of his pancakes.
    “Well, you are just small, I guess.”
    I took my sunglasses off and squinted as the light in the car did me no favors. He glanced up at me and snickered. They were bloodshot and dark circles sat under them.
    “So are you implying that I have a eating disorder now?”
    He stopped chewing and leaned forward. “Do you?” he muttered and I rolled my eyes.
    “No, I do not,” I said quietly.
    “You are so grumpy in the morning, it is kind of cute.”
    I sighed and put my sunglasses back on, “Listen, last night was…” I picked up my coffee.
    He stopped chewing and sat back, wiping his lips with his napkin and then taking a drink of his orange juice. I watched him closely and felt like an ass. It had been the two of us, not one. I had no right to be such a shit about things.
    “Last night was great,” he said as he watched me.
    I bit my bottom lip for a split second and then stood up. He reached out and touched my wrist, but I pulled from him and left the car. I can’t do this. I know I should say more and be a bigger person, but I am emotionally compromised right now. I cannot think of any other way to explain why I would even consider doing something like…well, you know, I guess what pisses me off the most is that I cannot even remember it. He is so pretty and if I am going to torture myself with it then I would love to at least know how it felt to