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My ht of it I couldn’t tell if he was being serious or not I wasn’t sure if he could, either

If I didn’t have Saht? Like soain, this whole weekend had been cut straight fro had turned back into a pumpkin

“And ould I do with et bored pretty quickly”

Jalaal spun ainst his chest, splaying led at that We were both a little drunk

“Whatever you wanted to do,” he reasoned “Shop Swim Volunteer When you’re a beautiful pearl, the world is your oyster”

“So cheesy!” I chastised “Do lines like that actually work?”

Jalaal fixed rin “I don’t know,” he purred “Let me check”

He lowered his lips to s quivered beneath ht forward into Jalaal’s chest He held ether, hed into his mouth, so content with my life in this alternate reality

I just wished there was rooive him up tomorrow But I did

My real life wasn’t glamorous parties and sorthy kisses It was laundry, bodily fluids, and bedtime stories I tried not to think about it—not to let the realization that it couldn’t last influence my enjoyment of the here and now

That was the attitude I channeled when Jalaal asked if I wanted to go to an after-after-party at one of the h I felt like a fish out of water a the filthy rich party denizens, I kneould have fun I had fun everywhere I ith Jalaal

The first big win of the night was at the craps table After buying in, Jalaal handed me a blue chip

“What’s this?” I asked

He grinned “Hang on to it”

“Why?” I stared at him, puzzled