"I am missable, aren't I?" Les chuckled at her statement, eyeing her fondly. He had missed her too. She wasn't just his friend. She was one of those people inside Les' messy inner circle, where he latched onto things he didn't want to be without. Now she was back, her and Oscar.

He pushed the door open wider to let her inside. "You can stay if you give me a hug and I won't even point out how ridiculous is that you traveled five states without remembering your key."