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The lock on the stall door slides open,inside itself Heavy footfalls take one step, and then two, and then stop Silence eats away atand keep my eyes closed After the slowest five seconds of my life, I hear, “You look like shit”
You’ve got to be kidding me!
My eyes snap open at the deep ruot this s baritone pitch If Snow White and the Prince ever had a son, it would be him With hair as dark as a starless sky andBut then you add in his eyes, a unique shade of airls around here all butof the school, but Asher is the prince wearing a crown of thorns
Asher crosses the bathroo loose water droplets into the porcelain bohen he’s done, never breaking eye contact Not even when he reaches for a paper towel from the dispenser
“Get out!” I screaer This is the girl's bathroom, for Christ’s sake Is this man so heartless as to beatheart?
Wouldn’t put it past him
I’ve known Asher all my life Our parents—mine, Liam’s, and Asher’s mom—used to be friends I still remember the stories my mother would tell about how excited she was for all of thenant around the sa a B-rated version of the sitcom Friends if they’d all had kids
Until one day when everything imploded
As for Asher and I, we drifted apart in the sixth grade after he ridiculedh to find a puddle of red when I stood to jump into the pool, Asher let everyone at that birthday party knohat happened He even went as far as calling ht it was hilarious I wanted to die
“Perhaps I should say the saainst the sink, crossing his long, muscular arms
My jaw drops This is ht is lost as I take in irl’s bathroom has more than two stalls and it doesn’t have urinals
No No No! I cover et any worse?
“It’s cool” Asher guffaws “No one alk in on us, if that’s what you're worried about Besides, it looks like you need a moment”
I letforward I know Asher’s sympathy will come with a price, but I do need a h lunch andabout prom and now all I’ll be able to think about is Liairl shit I’m fine”
“You don’t look fine” Asher steps closer, crossing the tiny bathroom in only three strides