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All good?
B:
Stop worrying, she’s fine! She’s eating cheese fries.
And wearing your chain ??
My sister sends me a pic of my demon girl, and she’s stuffing a fork full of food into her mouth. Even with the photo catching Ed mid bite, I can tell by her glossy eyes that she’s fucking nervous.
She’s got her black jacket pulled over the hoodie that she picked out, and I clock my gold chain popping out. She’s got the hood up, her beanie on, and her hair must be buried behind her back. It’s like she’s trying to hide in plain sight, and now I fucking feel bad.
Earlier, I had insisted that she wear my jersey or one of my sweatshirts that had my name and number on the back. I couldn’t get her to do any of that shit. I should’ve fucking known when she pulled one of my plain black hoodies out that she wasn’t trying to be a fucking menace for once, she was just trying to be comfortable in an already overwhelming situation.Fucking hell. My heart is literally squeezing inside my chest. I’m sorry, baby.
Me:
I just sent you a Venmo. Take her and Alvi up to the team store.
Make sure she’s taken care of, B.
I appreciate you.
B:
You’re a good boyfriend, A ??
No, no, I’m not. I’m also not a good brother.I click over to Amazon and find Evie’s wishlist. She made one of these for each of us for our birthdays. Looking through the books she’s got on here, I go with the top three that she’s got on her list:Runawaysby Elle Mitchell,Ink & Daggerby Cassie Fairbanks,and Left Hand Larcenyby Stella Stevenson.
I have no fucking idea what any of these are—or what they’re about—but I know she loves to read and that I should do something nice for her to show her that I care.Add to cart… proceed to check out… place order… and done.
B:
I saw her looking at one of the devil mascot stuffies.
Me:
Grab her one.
B:
Too late to go up there now, we’d miss you guys coming out.
Me:
True. I’ll grab her one later.
B:
I can tell you’re worried about Edi, but she’s okay. I promise.
Go and have a good game, A.
Me:
Bet
I pull up my thread with Ed just as Jake gives a one-minute warning.
Me:
