Remington:Fuck you, Psycho 2.0. Tell anyone about this and I’ll kill you. Okay? Okay.
*Creighton has left the chat*
Cecily laughs and Ava stares blankly at the screen for a while before she chuckles, too.
“I’ll pay you to send me screenshots,” Cecily says.
“You can get them for free.”
“Awe, we don’t deserve Bran.” She grabs him by the arm.
“Bitch, the whole world doesn’t deserve Bran.” Ava wraps an arm around his free shoulder.
He subtly slings it off him. “Thanks for the compliment, but I kind of still want to live another day.”
She rolls her eyes and steps back.
“Does Creighton always leave the chat?” I ask.
Bran smiles. “Yeah, and Remi adds him back in. It’s like a cat and mouse game.”
“Does he talk to you guys?”
“Rarely.”
“OMG.” Ava watches me intently.
“What?”
“You little bitch! All this time, you said you were putting Operation Fake Boyfriend on hiatus because you’re hung up on Creigh, aren’t you?”
“Now that you mention it.” Cecily narrows her eyes on me. “Maybe the reason she doesn’t glue herself to Creigh’s side anymore is because they’re having alone time in private.”
“Also, Creigh did ask me what the best film at the cinema is these days,” Bran supplies to my horror.
“A date?” Ava’s eyes nearly bug out. “Cray Cray on adate? This is huge. We need deets, likeallof them, and in order. Did you kiss? Did you fuck?”
My face must look crimson, but I still clear my throat. “I…don’t know what you guys are talking about.”
The three of them close in on me, but before they can grill me for answers, the fight begins.
That definitely gets their attention.
I release a long breath, but it’s caught in my throat when Nikolai all but lunges at Creighton as soon as the referee announces the start.
Most fighters spend the first few seconds carefully circling each other.
Not Nikolai.
He was born to inflict violence. A mafia prince through and through.
The King’s U’s crowd goes wild as he lands the first blow, sending Creighton’s face flying sideways.
A gasp falls from my lips and my whole body stiffens.
REU’s crowd starts chanting Creighton’s last name in unison. Ava and even Cecily join in.
“King, King, King!”