I love Cordy. She’s a sweetheart and always so upbeat and positive.
Tabitha:We always mope on Valentine's Day.
Tabitha’s not wrong. None of us are in a relationship, and it’s no secret that Valentine’s Day sucks if you’re single.
Cleary:It’s our thing.
Devyn:It's why we have wine.
Me:You have wine. I’ll stick to my chocolate liqueurs. Booze and chocolate without the hangover.
I add an emoji with its tongue out.
Mandy:And cake! Cake is a must!
Peyton:Don’t forget book boyfriends. They help ease the ache, lol.
Cleary:Especially when paired with “the rose.”
I still need to find out what all the fuss is about with this “rose.”
Cordy:I have an idea.
I can almost hear the collective groan of our group and snigger at Peyton’s next comment.
Peyton:Wait up. I just need to grab a flak jacket.
Me:Oh, lord! Last time you had an idea, we almost got arrested. And I never did find my inflatable dolphin.
I loved that dolphin.
Devyn:That was the night I came home with one shoe. Your dolphin’s probably with my lost sparkly stiletto.
Mandy:Rum and I broke up after the last time we all got together. I can’t see a bottle without feeling a little nauseous.
It’s true. It was messy.
Peyton:See? That’s why I keep my nose buried in a book. You girls are dangerous.
Cordy:I'm not that bad.
Cleary:YES, YOU ARE!
Peyton:Cordy, I love you, but you are on a whole other level.
Cleary:Peyton’s not wrong, sweets. You should come with a special kind of warning label.
Cordy:ANYWAY. I think we should make a pact.
I frown, wondering what Corey has in mind.
Mandy:What kind of pact?
Me:This better not require a blood sacrifice.
Cordy:We're all spending Valentine's Day doing something we'd never do.
Something we’d never do? In my case, that’s a list as long as my arm.