Maya sat beside him. “JJ, your sex life isn't a production. You’re not being filmed. There’s no audience waiting for a twist ending. It’s just two people trying to feel a little less alone.”
“You’re overthinking it,” a voice said from the doorway. It was Maya, his oldest friend and the only person allowed to see him this unraveled. She was leaning against the frame, holding two lukewarm coffees. 4,338Ep. 7 "JJ'S SEX LIFE"
JJ sat on the edge of his bed, checking his watch. It was 11:15 PM. Maya sat beside him
In the world of JJ’s romantic history, "Episode 7" was the unofficial title for the first night of real intimacy with a new partner. He had a habit of self-sabotaging right before the credits rolled. “Is this about Sarah?” Maya asked, handing him a cup. There’s no audience waiting for a twist ending
He picked up his phone and sent Sarah a text: “Hey. I’m a little nervous about tonight. Can we just order pizza and talk first?”
JJ looked at the tally marks. He realized he’d been counting moments instead of living them. He stood up, grabbed a towel, and wiped the mirror clean, erasing the 4,338 days of pressure he’d built up in his head.