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“You’ve got to show some skin for your date”

I snatched the tube top from her hands and tossed it in the ‘hell no’ pile “It’s not a date”

“A hot guy who nursed you back to health invites you to a concert How is this not a date?”

“He never said it was a date”

“Probably because he knows there’d be a Zara shaped hole in a door exiting the room if he did”

“You don’t know Leo We’re not playing the same sports”

“Because he’s an ex-pro football player” She held up another shirt in front of her face at a half attehter

I tugged it out of her grasp “How’d you know?”

“Did you think wrestling was all I watched?”

I flopped onto my mattress “Apparently, I’m the only one who didn’t know”

“You’re busy” She lay down besideelse you’re trying to do”

Those old feelings gnawed at my stomach Embarrassment Guilt Shame

“You don’t have to tell , of course, but I’m your friend What kind of shitty friend would I be, if I weren’t there for you when you needed ers around mine

Staring up at the ceiling, I blinked back the swelling tide of e to make me cry “I know” I dropped my head to the side “Thanks, Stella”

“Any time” She popped back up and picked up a skirt, so short it must have been Jeannie’s “Plus, you’reout and cutting me off from my supply”