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"Can you check that for me a sec?" I ask Crow as I attempt to tear the stubborn packet open with my teeth.
"It's Alice. She says she needs you to call her."
"Oh shit, I haven't spoke to her for days!" I exclaim, feeling like a love sick idiot for having forgotten about one of my only friends. The last time I spoke to her, she had Edgar the Enemy in her flat. I smile at my minds own nickname for him before pressing the call button and handing Crow the packet in disdain, unable to open it myself.
"I need your thoughts." No greeting, no questions. Straight to the point. Well, okay then.
"Sure, what's up?" I laugh as Crow begins applying the same green goo on his face to mine.
"I think I like someone,” she rushes out with no more of an explanation behind her words.
"OK, tell me who, why and how it happened right now please and thank you." I smile as I tell her.
"That's the part I don't want to tell you,” she says hesitantly.
My face scrunches up in confusion. "Why?" I ask slowly, unsure where this is heading.
"It's Eggy. Edgar. I think I like him. A lot."
My mind doesn't seem to register half of what she's said. "Eggy? You nicknamed him Eggy? Of all the possible things in the world that you can call him, you call him Eggy?" I laugh as Crow attempts to cover up his laughter opposite me.
"Well, Kira did and it kind of stuck." She giggles.
"Wait, Kira called him Eggy to his face and he did what exactly?" I ask, unable to imagine the intensely criminal man Edgar being called Eggy by Alice's teenage little sister.
"He looked at her a bit confused and then just kind of nodded and went with it. It was pretty funny actually,” she whispers.
"Why are you whispering?" I wonder.
"They're in the other room. She's doing his makeup."
"This just gets better and better. Wait, hold on, what happened to him being the bad dude? He's a baddy, like a bad baddy, Alice, not tiktok baddy butactualbaddy,” I inform her before realising that if he was letting a teenage girl do his makeup that he maybe wasn'tthatbad.
"Most of the stories about him are bullshit, he's actually really sweet,” she tells me.
"I feel like I maybe need to re-meet him at this stage Alice because I feel like we're talking about completely different people here." I laugh, holding my negative thoughts back. If she trusts in his apparent sweetness, then who am I to deter her?
Maybe I'll just ask Crow to get Mystery Man to do some checks, just to be sure. Alice is unbelievably pure in a world that doesn't deserve her kindness. I can imagine her forgiving anyone for anything but this is taking it to the extremes. Even for her.
"He's hardly left our sides since he dropped us off the other night. He's honestly been so lovely, Char. Would it be terrible of me to pursue it?" she asks, her voice filled with worry and anxiousness.
I contemplate her question for only a moment. "If he makes you happy then you do you, girl. What has Kira said?" I wonder.
"I asked her about it and she said and I quote ‘Slay, Queen, Slay.' Which I'm taking as good." She laughs quietly.
Kira is the most typical teenage girl you will ever meet. The most tiktok and horse obsessed, new slang that no one understands teenager. If she's been around him and is OK with it then maybe he isn't such a bad guy after all.
"You know what, if you and Kira are happy and he's not as bad as everyone thinks then screw him sideways for all I care. You deserve some bloody happiness, girl,” I encourage her.
“Oh, he's opening the door! Bye!" she squeals, and then she's gone.
Crows finally lets go of his pent up laughter before bending over, holding his stomach and wheezing.
"She calls him Eggy?!" His whole body practically vibrates with laughter, which ignites my own. It's contagious. I definitely need to re-meet Eggy.
Twenty
"Iguess I'm starting?" I ask as we sit around the coffee table together.
