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So this is the reason she didn’t text me. Apparently, being busy partying is able to wipe her memories.

I text her.

Creighton:Where are you?

No reply comes in…five minutes. Which I spend pacing the length of the room.

When her name pops up on my screen, I lean against the wall.

Annika:Um, hi.

Annika:I mean hiiii.

Annika:Hi :)

Annika:That’s what people say before asking questions. Hi :)

Creighton:Are you drunk, Annika?

Annika:Nah, nope. No.

Creighton:Are you sure?

Annika:Uh-huh. Though I did have a drink.

Creighton:Only one?

Annika:Maybe two. I like drinking. I’m gonna ask him to bring me another.

Creighton:Who’s him?

Annika:My favorite drinking buddy, of course.

Creighton:Name.

Annika:You guess :)

Creighton:Remi or Bran?

Annika:Maybe both. Maybe it’s someone different.

My grip tightens on the phone and it takes all my control not to throw it against the wall.

Creighton:Where are you?

Annika:No, nope. I’m not telling you so you can come and spoil my fun. You prefer sleep anyway. Nightyyy.

I send her a few more texts, but she doesn’t even read them.

The little fucking—

I spring up, throw on a hoodie, and text Landon.

Creighton:Address.

Landon:That was fast. Can I bring popcorn and come watch?

Creighton:Address.


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