Page 18 of Hot Summer

@cararyan: Femi is so cute I love him

@sadeadegbite: frrrrrr if he doesn’t come out partnered up with anyone, he can partner up with me

@dylancoughlan : can we talk about Sienna because like... holy hell she’s STUNNING

@katewalsh: I know, she’s gorgeous

@aoifebyrne: they really DID IT when they cast Sienna because she is on a whole other level

@steffancherry : my official #HotSummer rankings, as always, ladies first: lexi is lowkey annoying, I already know I’m going to hate her by like episode 3

@steffancherry : maddison... irrelevant

@steffancherry : Sienna is a goddess, no one can touch her, if they eliminate her, I’m not watching anymore

@steffancherry : ada is tbd, she seems kind of bland, but I’m a sucker for a redhead so idk

@steffancherry : cas thinks she’s a gift to mankind but defo has a big storm coming

@jamiedoyle:... Why did Cas say she’s never used a dating app???

@ronanflynn: what do you mean?

@jamiedoyle: i swear she works for friday, that hybrid in-person/app company

@jamiedoyle: I’ve been to a few of their events and she’s always there hosting

@ronanflynn: wtf that’s... so weird?????

@moonlighthiker: wait...

@averyart: there’s actually no reason to be lying about this... v sus

6

The lights were on far too early the next morning.

They didn’t even have the decency to turn them on gradually, just flicked them on all at once so the only thing Cas could do to protect her retinas from disintegrating was to throw her arm over her head and start groping for a pillow to hide under.

“Oh no.” Cas felt more than heard Femi start laughing beside her. “You’re not a morning person, are you?”

“No, I’m fucking not,” Cas muttered, her head now firmly planted under the pillow. “And I’m telling you now, I will fight you if you laugh in my face before I’ve had coffee, something to eat, and, like, an hour to come to terms with being alive.”

Femi laughed again, this time loudly enough that Cas could definitely hear it.

“Well, let me go get you a coffee, then. How do you take it?”

She loved him.

“Black. Iced. Please.”

“Got it.” Femi flung the duvet off and Cas shivered against the gust of freezing air that hit her legs. She was ready to yell at him, when he tucked the duvet back over her, taking extra care to wrap it in tightly around her so she was insulated.

Satisfied with his work, Femi shouted to the rest of the room, “Anyone else like a coffee?”

Cas snuggled back under the duvet as everyone else started shuffling off, her eyes falling closed again until, a few minutes later, the edge of the bed dipped followed by the sound of something being set onto the bedside table.

“Coffee’s on the side table,” Femi said, patting the lump of duvet that roughly aligned with Cas’s right shoulder. “I’ve also got you a pastry. There were pain au chocolats in the cupboard.”

---