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If you want to fuck, Emerson, you'll have to come back when you're sober.

“You know what? It doesn't matter,” I say, shaking my head in an attempt to shake away the memory of those words entering my fucking brain. “What matters is that it's not happening again. I've already emailed him all the choices I made for the cabin. Everything. I did my part.”

Jesse considers me for a moment, tilting his head as he bites into the bar once more. “Why can't you do it again?”

“What?” I sputter, stopping my pacing long enough to thoroughly glare at my, apparently, stupid brother.

“I mean, it's obvious you're still obsessed with him. He clearly has a thing for you, too, right? So just fuck or whatever and get it over with.”

He's already chuckling as I stomp my way over to my laptop and slam it shut, effectively shutting off that line of thought and conversation.

But it doesn't actually shut off the thought. The thought stays front and center in my mind as I make dinner. I barely taste anything as I eat it, sitting on the couch.

Eleanor makes a disgruntled noise from next to me and looks away when I glance at her. Like she's seen enough, and she's disappointed in all of it.

Emerson

Bitches & Bros

Warren: Emerson Lee Bennet

Ian:…government naming? What'd he do? lol

Jesse: yeah, Emery, what'd you do ;)

Ian: winky faces? Am I missing something?

Ian: actually…wait. Where has Emery been?

Z: it's been almost 4 days, Ian. You haven't noticed how quiet this chat is?

Warren: have none of you assholes gone to his apartment to check on him??

Z: excuse me, have you?

Jesse: I'm literally in Scotland, bro.