And because it’s Rava.
Every time he talks, I feel this weird fucking thing. In my stomach. Like a drop.
Like nausea but also not nausea?
Especially when we were playing cards and he kept looking at me.
My organs are rotting. That’s the only explanation. I’m going to his house later but honestly?
I should probably go to a doctor first.
No way all that is normal.
…
Red light. I hate red lights. I tap my fingers on the throttle, waiting. Across the street, some old lady’s trying to feed a seagull a croissant twice its size.
She keeps breaking off pieces and talking to it like it’s her grandson. The bird just stares at her. I smirk. This is actually cute. It’s exactly the kind of stupid shit Rava would point at and go, "Why is this happening in public?"
And for some reason… I laugh. Like, actually laugh. Out loud. I reach for my phone, already unlocking it, ready to snap a photo and send it to him with some dumb caption.
But my thumb hovers over the screen.
What am I doing?! This is Rava. Rava.
I donotsend him personal shit. I do not open a private chat to be like "haha look."
I’m not his girlfriend. I’m not his anything. If I send him a meme he’s gonna think I can’t go five minutes without hearing from him.
No thank you. I stare at the screen. My own reflection looks back at me.
I look fucking stupid. I shut the phone off. Stuff it back in my jacket. I grip the handlebars.
Jesus. I just laughed… because of Rava. That’s disgusting. What’s next? Gonna start texting him goodnight?
I mean sure, he is super fun to mess with, seeing his face turn all angry. He does this thing with his eyebrows too. One goes up like it’s judging your entire bloodline, and the other furrows like it’s offended by your existence. It’s… impressive.
But texting him first?!
And ameme?!Hell nah.
That feels… too much. Too personal. I shake my head hard, like I can rattle the thought loose.
Light turns green.
Thank God.
26) If You’ve Got The Balls
Rava
I check the time. 7 PM sharp.
Gio is supposed to come over so we can start working on the presentation. But of course, everything around me is falling apart. Dad is yelling at mom because Jin brought home a stray dog.
A huge one, completely covered in mud, shaking its fur all over the entrance. Daisy has her music blasting upstairs.
I’m embarrassed to bring Gio into this chaos.
