You should be embarrassed, Sunflower. I’ve seen the decorations in your closet. Shameful.
SUNNY
Excuse me? That poster is fine art. It will be worth a fortune someday.
ANDERS
Maybe if it wasn’t covered in lipstick kisses.
SUNNY
The only thing getting lipstick kisses in that closet is you.
I laugh. Maybe that was too much. It’s my new favorite hobby to flirt and torture Anders, knowing full well there’s nothing we can do about it. I run my fingers through my long curls, separating them and freezing them into place with a shot of hairspray. My phone buzzes on my bathroom counter and I snatch it up, antsy to hear from Anders. It’s been a full forty-five seconds without contact, after all. His first message is a GIF of one of Snow White’s seven dwarves blushing, then:
ANDERS
What are you up to tonight?
SUNNY
I’m going to a Fleetwood Mac cover band concert. Should be good.
I’m focusing on my excitement to see the band. Eric is harmless, but I’ve known him way too long. He’s already dated everyone around me. If he was really interested, he would have asked me out long ago. Once again, I’m feeling like I’m at the bottom of the dating barrel, and It’s not a great feeling.
ANDERS
That’s right.
ANDERS
The birthday gift date.
ANDERS
Have fun
ANDERS
Don’t let him get handsy
Here wego. Anders is rapid fire texting again. Sometimes when he messages me I have to pause to be sure he’s gotten it all out before I respond. I stare at my phone while I wait it out and notice the clock in the corner of my screen. Eric is supposed to be here in seven minutes and I still need to grab all of my stuff for this outdoor concert. I’ll probably take a blanket and my little travel rain poncho just in case. I need to hustle. But first, I give Anders a little taste of his own medicine.
SUNNY
I will
SUNNY
And I won’t
SUNNY
Have fun with Immy and Hairy tonight!
SUNNY
Don’t miss me too much
