Page 131 of Girls Will Be Girls

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“When do we get to meet him?” Frida bounces.

I take another larger sip of my drink, the ice clinking loudly as they all look at me expectantly, so many eyebrows rising in anticipation.

I sigh. “He’ll be here next week.”

Frida claps, Dylan whoops, Lucas cheers, and everyone clinks their glasses at me. Their goofy, over-the-top reaction makes me giggle, knowing that Lou would find this adorable.

I miss him.I’m pathetic.

I haven’t spoken to him since the texts this morning while I was waiting to board.

Lou (fiancé):

I hope a sexy stranger didn’t pour coffee all over you today

Louisa:

Distinct lack of sexy strangers in this airport

Lou (fiancé):

I can rest easy now…

You get through okay?

Louisa:

Yeah no problems *praying emoji*

You get back okay?

Lou (fiancé):

Safe and sound

Place feels empty without you

Louisa:

I hate that I miss you already

Lou (fiancé):

I know you do, baby girl

Fly safe x

“Frida, I need to charge my phone.” I pull the cord out of my purse and hand it to her with my phone.

She plugs it in at the back of the bar, and a little while later, after I’ve finished my drink, I see the screen light up. Ditching my friends for a second while they discuss which one is more influential,Nacho LibreorSchool of Rock, I go wait patiently by my phone for it to come back to life.

It’s taking its sweet time, and I’m getting nervous and antsy, hoping I have more texts from him. Hoping he’s missing me as much as I’ve been missing him all day.

One by one, the messages pour in.

Lou (fiancé):

So I did my last interview with the Senator today

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