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Nicee
saw ya went 8 for 10 in clearwater
and 14ks damnn
yk my stats??
He knew my stats? Oh, yeah. The game he watched while he was with Inez. A siren wails somewhere on campus, and I press my forehead against the cool glass, trying to calm my pulse. The reflection of my phone screen creates a blue glow against the raindrops.
Holy shit. Okay, don't panic. We’re fine. Everything’s fine.
ofc i dooo
See? This is why I can’t move on from this charming bastard. I grip my phone tighter, the case making a slight cracking sound under the pressure. “Stop being so cute,” I whisper, hoping not to wake Callie. Oh, yeah. She came out of the bathroom, got in bed, and is now sound asleep. Girl can crawl into bed and be out within minutes. The gentle whir of her white noise machine almost drowns out the faint bass still thumping from the party down the hall.
The bubbles disappear and I frown. “No. Don’t stop!” My breath fogs a small circle on the window.
Within seconds, they reappear. Yesssss.
Girl ya got robbed in the gm against LSU
That shoulda been a homer
Ikr
I was so mad
Frr
I clear my throat, draw in a deep breath and sit up straighter against my purple UW throw pillow. The dorm feels too small suddenly, like it’s shrinking with each message.
I saw ya hit a tank in the top of 3 against long beach
Hmmm
yk my stats??
Nah
Not rlly
ESPN highlights
Dangg??
Got a little excited there
I’m smiling. Are you? I bet you are because this is cute as fuck, isn’t it? Okay, okay. Calm down. Let’s be cool. I slap myhand over my mouth to try and stop the smile. It doesn’t work. My cheeks actually hurt.
For what??
That ya haven’t forgot meee
I’d never forget ya
Oh fuck. I shouldn’t have said that. Damn it. Quick, say something else to distract him. Say something else. My heart’s doing that weird flippy thing.
I type another message and my thumb hovers over the send button.