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ROB:Wow, that’s harsh, guys.

TESSA:What do you think he’s going to put on your list,@Lana?

LANA:I can’t even think about it.

JAMES:I hope he makes you make out with a stranger.

COREY:Or go on a blind date.

TESSA:Or volunteer.

COREY:Yawn.

I’m still pushing for that one-night stand!

LANA:Don’t even put that into the universe.

@Sethjoined #LanavsSeth

SETH:Hey, guys. I see we’re brainstorming list suggestions.

ROB:Welcome.

COREY:Traitor.

@Seth,don’t even think about scrolling up.

JAMES:Dude. Now he’s obviously going to scroll up.

SETH:Sorry, guys, all’s fair in workplace competitions and sticking it to your ex.

LANA:Fuck me. I’m outta here.

COREY:Well, now that we have you here,@Seth, maybe you could tell us a little about yourself? Hobbies? Interests? How you came to be a fuckboy and why you moved to LA?

ROB:Jeez,@Corey.

COREY:What? Inquiring minds.

And it’s always good to know your enemy.

SETH:That lovely misnomer aside, my hobbies are reading and writing. My interests are politics and people. I never would’ve described myself as a “fuckboy,” I just never had time to date seriously.

COREY:Why’d you move to LA?

SETH:Oh. The weather, obviously.

COREY:Uh-huh.

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If you know ahead of time you’ll be seeing an ex, it’s simple: look hot AF.

—Lana Parker, “So Your Ex Is Still in Your Life”

Corey fluffs my hair for the millionth time, smoothing down my ever-present flyaways before stepping back to give me one final looking-over. “This whole thing is a disaster waiting to happen, but I’m kind of living for it.”

“Your support is overwhelming.” I tug on the hem of my short black skirt, hoping for a few more inches of coverage.