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Her

The one my father dearest left money for when he couldn’t be bothered to save Ivy

I don’t hassle with opening the door for Mia I walk around to the driver’s side and fling ine to life

“Where are we going?” Mia asks

I never noticed how annoying her voice was before “Nowhere You are going home”

Her face crinkles faintly next to her eyes, where the Botox has dissolved a bit between injections “I thought—”

“I don’t care what you thought”

“You’re such an asshole”

“Tellout the sound with another rev of ine

I was supposed to get laid tonight

I have been so busy that I have not been with so an old prep-school classmate come with me would kill two birds with one stone One, I would throw Peyton off her gaet my dick sucked

Neither of which happened

Or will happen, in Mia’s case

I really played this one wrong

“Why are you in such a bad

“You want to talk tome a dick?”

“Um”

“That’s what I thought”

“I just don't see e can’t have fun” She leans over the console, hands resting on h “You seem stressed Do you want me to help?”

Her hand starts to creep up, but it’s not the hand I crave

I i her hand onto

Finally,to life

Fuck How do I fix this runaway Payton train inanywhere with her, let alone fucking her, is a terrible idea

Right now, the only thing I want to do is grab a drink alone

I lower hts the car She thinks I’rossly mistaken

“Remove your hand, or I’ll remove it for you”

When she doesn’t move, I do it for her and put it back into her own lap

Then without another word, I start to drive her back to her apartment

Never call an ex Too complicated It’s never what you truly desire

I keep driving until I pull up in front of her high-rise

She pouts Again “I don’t get you You tellout That you just need to hear some presentation you didn’t even explain Then you makeOne—who the hell is Carl Jung? I still don’t know And two—are you fucking the help, Trent?”