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I am! It’s about fashion history so this counts as research haha
Gabe
Fair. Can I send you my version of research?
Luna
As long as you’re ready to explain it to me too
I caught myself smiling, which was my cue to tell her I needed to go back to work.
Truth was, I would take explaining my dissertation over actually writing it—but only if that conversation occurred with Luna.
And that was not part of the plan.
chapter twenty-one
luna
Gabe
Why do I keep seeing posts from people I don’t follow?
Luna
Because social media is pay to play now! You have to favorite the accounts you like to make sure you see their posts.
Gabe
I thought that was the point of following them in the first place?
This doesn’t make sense.
Luna
OMG. You just did the double text thing!!! What a milestone! Let me screenshot this real quick.
“I can’t believeKriz is in fucking Spain while we’re stuck here working on this stupid assignment.” Chloe glared at her laptop screen.
The spreadsheet in front of me had so many numbers they nearly melted together into one fuzzy blob. “I know, but I don’t envy her having to catch up with all her classes. I have no idea how she does it.”
Chloe grunted. “For starters, she doesn’t kill herself trying to get straight As like you do.”
Because Kriz didn’t have to. Neither of them did. And now that I’d declared a minor, I needed to work twice as hard to ensure I kept my GPA up.
My phone pinged on the table, and I grabbed it before Chloe saw anything she shouldn’t. Tapping the notification, I bit my lip to try to keep from giggling as I read Gabe’s new message.
I couldn’t believe he’d texted twice in a row.
Honestly, I still couldn’t believe he was texting me at all—let alone every day.
“Don’t tell me that’s Kai. There’s no way that boy can earn that kind of reaction.”
I locked my phone screen right before Chloe wedged her shoulder beside mine and peered down at it. “Hey, Kai’s a great guy. He’s the nicest.”
“He’s so nice he’s boring. Does this mean you finally put him out of his misery and fucked him?”
My eyes widened. “What? Of course not! He’s my friendplusmy coworker.”
