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For the three of us founders, our stress wasn’t any different. Our class load was identical to theirs. Where they had pressure to ensure the app was working properly, ours was to make sure new users continued to sign up, maintain our social media accounts, and plan a massive kickoff party, attempting to spread the word not just in Boston but all over the country.

“I get it, man. This is a lot to take on in addition to everything else.” I finished off another piece of bacon. “You know we’re feeling it too.”

“Except when this becomes the top dating app in the country, David and I are going to be floating in dinghies. The three of you partners will be in yachts.”

I finished the rest of the coffee, setting the napkin of bacon on the couch. “Don’t say that—you know we’ll take care of you guys. Besides, if that day ever happens, we’ll be buying all of us yachts.” I checked the time on my phone, seeing I had less than an hour before I had tohead to class, and there was a new message from Love waiting in my notifications.

“I know that,” David said, his hands already back on his keyboard. “I’m not worried.”

I finished the last few pieces of bacon and went into the kitchen, yawning as I set the empty mug in the sink. “I’m going to hop in the shower and get ready for class. You guys make yourselves at home.”

“Already did,” Brennon said.

I went into the bathroom and turned on the water, and while I waited for it to warm, I pulled up Love’s chat.

SaarasLove:That was a funny story—at least for me, maybe not so much for your friends.

Me:They’ll forgive me. Hopefully. At the very least, I pray I didn’t scar them for life.

Me:Are you taking the day off to drown yourself in wine?

SaarasLove:That does sound like fun, I’m not going to lie, but no. I’m a multitasking queen at the moment, sitting in class, typing notes, talking to you, answering work emails, trying to semi pay attention to the professor since he’s going over our upcoming exam.

SaarasLove:In other words, SEND ALL THE WINE.

Me:I hear that. I’m headed to school in a few where I’m going to be doing the same.

SaarasLove:Then, multitasking king, have yourself a good day.

Me:You too, Love.

CHAPTER THREE

Me:Homework? Class? Work? Are these solid guesses or you’re doing something else that’s a lot more fun?

SaarasLove:You know the kind of moment when you should be doing all three? But you’re not, you’re doing something so far outside the box?

Me:I like where this is going...yes.

SaarasLove:I love tiny tattoos. Like loooove them. I always wanted one, so I’m finally making it happen. My bestie and I are at a tattoo shop right now.

Me:Love, that’s badass. What are you getting and where?

SaarasLove:Initials on the inside of my wrist.

SaarasLove:Do you have any tattoos?

Me:You’re going to laugh, I have a tiny tattoo.

SaarasLove:YOU DO?

Me:I got it with my best friends a couple of months ago.

SaarasLove:Of what? And where?

Me:A fishing hook on the inside of my bicep. I know that doesn’t make much sense, but it means a lot to the three of us.

SaarasLove:I love that so much.

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