Page 67 of Foul Territory
I had a run in with one of those tonight.
NotYourAverageJoe19
Oh yeah? What happened?
FaeAtHeart
He basically said he wanted to erase past mistakes. Pretend like nothing happened.
NotYourAverageJoe19
Is that such a bad thing?
FaeAtHeart
It’s an impossible thing. I can’t forget that easily.
NotYourAverageJoe19
Maybe you shouldn’t forget everything. If you were friends, it couldn’t have all been bad.
FaeAtHeart
No it wasn’t. We had a lot of good times too.
NotYourAverageJoe19
Hold on to those memories.
Everyone deserves a second chance.
FaeAtHeart
I don’t know. I’ll think about it.
I have to go. It’s my brother’s 21st birthday and he wants to do a shot with me.
NotYourAverageJoe19
You’re at a party and you’re talking to me?
FaeAtHeart
What can I say? I like talking to you.
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KOA
“Nash, time for another shot,” Gage shouts from beside me on the deck. Nash has spent most of the night sitting by the fire like a king on his throne.
I’ve been perched outside on the deck doing my best to keep an eye on everyone partying in the backyard. I’m not worried about the noise since most of our neighbors are here. I am concerned about pissing off Hart even more than he already is.
“Are you going to have one?” a girl asks from beside me. I glance up from my phone to see Julia, one of the Newhouse student athletic trainers.
“No. I’m good.”
“Oh come on, Koa. You need to have at least one shot with the birthday boy.” Gage slaps my shoulder.
