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"Yes or no?"
I turn and walk up the steps. In my pocket, my phone buzzes. There's no way he... I pull it out. Yep, it's Drew.
Drew: Yes or no?
I turn back to him and wave goodbye.
"You didn't close the car door," he says.
"Sue me."
He smiles, reaches for the door, and slams it shut. I make my way into my apartment like I don't know he's watching.
Inside, I press my back against the wall so I can hear the car pull away. But it doesn't.
My phone buzzes again.
Drew: It's only two letters. Or three. Let's be real. It's three.
Kara: Fuck you.
Drew: Not with your silly rules about how I can't rub you until you scream.
Kara: GOOD NIGHT, DREW.
Drew: One word. That's all I ask.
Nadeen is sitting on the couch with a textbook, staring at me like I'm a freak. Good thing I don't care what she thinks.
I slide my phone into my pocket and ignore its buzzing until I'm safely in my room. Alone.
Drew: One word, Kendrick.
Fine. If he wants to know this badly, I'll tell him.
Kara: Yes.
Drew: ...
Drew: Are those all the details I get?
Kara: Yes.
Drew: Trying to play me at my own game, huh?
Kara: Sure, why not? Do you masturbate?
Drew: Of course.
Kara: So why don't you go fuck yourself?
Drew: Maybe I will ;)
Kara: Enjoy it.
Drew: I always do.
I throw my phone on my bed and boot up my computer. It's just after nine. The essay is due at the start of class tomorrow. If I skip my finance lecture and pull an all-nighter, I have a solid fourteen hours. Way more than I need.
