Page 57 of Clichés & Curses

Colton:

I have my ways. Just promise me you won’t get bubble tea this week.

Clara:

Fineeeee, I promise. No bubble tea for me this week then.

Colton:

That’s my girl.

I took a sharp inhale upon reading the text. I was pretty sure my heart had just skipped a beat.His girl?

Colton:

Anywaaaay, now that you’re free for a couple of extra hours on Wednesday, any plans?

Clara:

Not really. I’ll probably just head back to my apartment early that day.

What time is your game on Thursday by the way?

The sound of the door unlocking and opening turned my head towards it, and my eyes caught Nina enter the apartment.

‘I’m back!’ she announced, raising her arm that was holding the pizza box. ‘And I brought pizza!’

She set down the pizza on the kitchen island and put her bag on its usual spot on the floor. Then, she went over to the sink to wash her hands, before settling down into her usual seat on the bar stool.

I went over to wash my hands, then opened the fridge to see what drinks we had.

‘Do you want a Sprite?’ I called out to Nina.

‘Yes, please.’

Taking a can for her and another one for myself, I went over to the only other unoccupied kitchen stool. Nina was already lifting the pizza box cover and picking up a triangular piece for herself.

A contented moan came out of her as she took a bite of the pizza.

I helped her crack open her can of soda, pushing it towards her. ‘Here you go.’

‘Thank you,’ she quickly said, before picking it up and taking a gulp.

I couldn’t help but laugh at her. ‘Slow down.’

I was just about to pick up a piece for myself when my phone buzzed again. I smiled to myself, when I saw Colton’s reply in the notifications.

Colton:

2 pm.

Why?

Thinking I could quickly shoot him a text, I sent off my reply before locking my phone, and turned it face down.

Clara:

Just thought I would send you a good luck text before the game.

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