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“Oh?”

“Never mind. I don’t feel good. The room is spinning.”

“Just crash in my bed, honey. We’ll deal with the rest of this tomorrow.”

“Where are you going to sleep?”

“We can’t cuddle?”

“Angela says no.”

“What does Ashley say?”

“Ashley is quitting drinking forever,” she says, burying her face into her hands.

Wow. Can you believe this? I try to chase away the lingering thoughts of Mila and this is what I end up with? First, I try to hook up with Willow and suddenly I can’t make a move? I’m thinking of Willow like a sister or something? What the hell? And now this? I go to a party on my own, knowing exactly what I want. And I find a girl who has two personalities…

“Just crash,” I say to her. “I’ll sleep out on the couch. It’s fine.”

I stand up and grab my beer bottle.

As I pass by the bed, a hand grabs my wrist.

I look down.

She’s looking up at me… biting her bottom lip…

“What is this?” I whisper.

“Ashley wants to fool around.”

Now, let’s get one thing straight here. This kind of crazy shit is my kind of thing.

So why the fuck am I reaching down, pulling Ashley-slash-Angela’s hand away?

Why am I telling her to just go to sleep…?

I end up on the couch, just like I said.

I can’t sleep.

I sit for a good thirty minutes in total darkness.

It gets to the point where I actually find myself going back to my room to see if Ashley is still in the mood.

What do I find?

I find Angela sound asleep. On her side. Looking cute and innocent. She’s even drooling on my pillow.

So back to the couch I go.

I plop down and debate what to do next.

It wouldn’t be the worst thing to try and check on Willow.

I sit there holding my phone in my hand, shaking it each time the screen turns off.

Willow… Willow… Mila…

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