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Love:You can make next week’s confession so epic it takes my mind off it.

Zac:I’ll do you one better and give you two.

WEEK 4

Came home to my mom sucking off one of my friends. Found out they started fucking years ago. The worst part? He was a minor.

- Zac

Oh, and I may or may not have poured extra-strength laxatives into every bottle of booze in his trunk. Oops.

* * *

Love:WHAT. THE. FUCK.

Love:You can’t just drop this on me with no follow-up! What happened afterward? Did you confront them?

Zac: I couldn’t bring myself to. They still have no idea that I saw them that day.

Love:So, she’s been cheating on your dad with one of your friends this whole time?

Zac:Yep. Well, him and the neighbor. And the plumber.

Love:THERE’S THREE OF THEM?

Zac:Afraid so.

Love: I’m so sorry. I don’t know what else to say.

Zac:Take a shot every time one of us says sorry in this conversation.

Love: R.I.P to our livers.

Zac:Did it work? My confession, I mean? Did it take your mind off it?

Love: Take my mind off what?

Zac:Ah. I see what you did there.

Love:Jesus, Zac. Talk about a tough act to follow. My next confession is going to suck compared to this.

Zac:Just give me two then. Like I did.

Love:On it.

* * *

I purposefully ruined my sister’s dress on one of the most important nights of her life.

– Love

* * *

Aveena

I’ve barely stepped foot inside my bedroom after a long day at school before my phone chimes with Zac’s response to my last confession.

Zac:Excuse me, ma’am. That was only one confession. I believe you owe me two.


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