Some kids run past me. People are yelling, clapping, singing out of tune.
He is now holding a random beer bottle, possessed by the spirit of every Mediterranean auntie ever.
A tall woman, mid-fifties maybe, with bold red lipstick, comes closer to him. They dance, they clap, and then she winks at him.
He blinks, then he grins. He dead-ass grins.
"CHE CAZZO?!" The words come out of me loud. I almost drop my food. People turn. I don’t care. I’m laughing, offended. The guy I dragged here??
Mr. "I hate fun," "I don’t dance," "I read books alone on balconies" Rava??
Is currently grinning back at a MILF with rhythm??
"ARE YOU FLIRTING RIGHT NOW?!" I shout across the square.
He doesn’t even look at me. Just dances harder. I throw my napkin down in defeat.
I give up.
That son of a bitch is absolutely unrecognizable.
My chest hurts from laughing.
13) Kinda Sexted Me
Rava
Christ.
What is this headache? It’s like someone took a hammer and aimed directly at my skull, going at it all fucking night while I was screaming “PLEASE STOP.”
I groan into the pillow. My whole body feels… greasy.
I lift my head a little. The room tilts like it’s on a boat.
I smell like burnt oil, food, and cigarette smoke.
Note to self:neverfall asleep without showering again, no matter how exhausted or fucking drunk I am. Because waking up like this? Disgusting. My skin feels sticky.
I curl into a ball. I’mneverdrinking again.
Well. That’s probably a lie, but I need the emotional support right now.
My phone buzzes against the nightstand, muted but insistent. I reach for it, rubbing my eyes.
Three new messages. From Sophia. Of course she texts. She probably wants to break up after the absolute circus that happened yesterday. Yeah. This is it. Take me, Lord.
SOPHIA:
-I’ve been thinking all night.
-I messed up, Rava. I said things I didn’t mean because I was scared of how much you mattered.
-Please… can we talk? I don’t think I’ll ever find someone like you again.
I read them once. Then again. And again.
She wants to talk. She misses me. Andmaybe, maybe she still believes in us.
