His eyes were sad, and it nearly tore Dana apart. The words fell out of his mouth like stones.
“Can I see you again?” he asked, trying to veil his desperation.
Dana lifted two fingers to the bridge of her nose.
“Maybe,” she responded, trying not to watch Rux’s heart drop out of his chest, “I have to focus on the audition, so I’m not sure how much free time I’ll have.”
Rux nodded, then tried smiling. It was the most tragic smile Dana had ever laid her eyes on.
“Well, goodnight, then, Ms. Wilson.”
Dana nodded, then trailed quickly inside. Once she was in her apartment, she slammed the door, leaning up against it.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck!”