Chapter 13

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Truly : Why am I looking at my clothes early in the morning, already considering options for tonight? There aren’t that many choices. My wardrobe is simple—black with a side of jeans.

Charlotte : You look foxy in black. And in jeans.

Truly : I’m not trying to look foxy! And really, what I wear this evening when I go to a pub with Jason doesn’t matter much, right? I’ll just dress like me.

Charlotte : The you look is a good look.

Truly : All right. Favorite skinny jeans it is. I’m ready for tonight and I’m planning on being a model citizen.

Charlotte: BAHAHAHAHAHAHA

Truly: You doubt me?

Charlotte: Of course not. I’m watching a Roomba cat video, not laughing at your efforts at model citizenship.

Truly: And for that, I can’t wait to come back to you tomorrow and tell you I was an angel. For now, I’m off to meet Presley for a cuppa.

Charlotte: I can’t wait for your report tomorrow either, you devil.

Truly: On my way to our coffee date! But question for you – have you ever gone through a million wardrobe options because you’re planning to spend time with someone you’re not even dating? I did that just now. I’m seeing Jason tonight, and . . . well, you know. I need to stay strong.

Presley: I’m here and I’m going to order you a coffee, black. You always order something ridiculous like a watermelon latte with a side of nutmeg when you’re unsure of something, when in fact you need a coffee, black. Also, that’s what you should have tonight before you see him.

Truly : Watermelon latte sounds disgusting.

Presley : And yet I’m sure somewhere in this city, some café sells it.

Truly : Let us vow to never go to that coffee shop.

Presley: I accept this suggestion wholeheartedly.

Truly : Also, black coffee sounds perfect. That’ll keep me strong.

Presley: Good luck staying strong with the guy you want to bang.

Truly: I do not want to bang him.

Presley: Oh, sorry. I meant to say the guy you sooooo want to bang.

Truly: Between you and Charlotte, I’ve decided friends are the devil. See you in two minutes.

Presley: I’ll have my best devilish smile for you.