“Dylan Monroe’s character onSpellbound,” Leigh said. “Fucking loved that show.”
“Oh, god, that’s right,” April said. “Hottest vampire ever.”
“I used to write smutty fanfic about her and Cressida,” Leigh said.
“Well, that I have to read,” Ramona said.
“It’s terrible,” Leigh said. “Definitely not my best work.”
“All the more reason to read it,” April said.
“The sex scenes were hilarious. Like, positions no human could ever get themselves into.”
“Good thing they’re a witch and a vampire, then,” April said.
Ramona laughed, but the sound was tight. She checked her phone—still nothing. “Can we get back to me?” she asked. “What do I do here?”
“What’s the situation?” Leigh asked, then April proceeded to explain what happened.
“How mind-blowing are we talking?” Leigh said.
April snorted a laugh, and Ramona flipped her off.
“What?” Leigh said, grinning. “It’s a relevant question. Like, you want to see her again kind of mind-blowing?”
“MonalikesDylan, Leigh,” April said. “An alien concept to you, I know.”
“I like people,” Leigh said.
“Yeah, their cunts.”
Leigh smirked. “Well, cunts are very likable.”
“Cheers to that,” April said, lifting her coffee mug.
“I’ll have you know, I had a real live girlfriend last year,” Leigh said.
April’s jaw dropped open. “Leigh Reynolds caught feelings.”
“It was awful,” Leigh said, shaking their head, their gaze distant as though remembering a nightmare.
April just laughed, while Ramona stood up abruptly. On any other day, she’d be joining in the fun here, but right now, she was about to crawl out of her skin.
“I’ve got to find her,” she said. “Make sure she’s okay.”
“She’s fine,” Leigh said. “She’s hot and famous.”
“Physically, I mean,” Ramona said. “What if something happened to her? What if she went out for bagels and, I don’t know, fell in the lake?”
“Fell in the lake,” April deadpanned.
“Maybe she can’t swim,” Ramona said, her panic growing and pushing out any anger or hurt. Because Dylan wouldn’t do this. She wouldn’t justleaveRamona without a word. Not after their night together. Not after the Earthstars Museum. Not after already hurting Ramona, however unintentionally, by spilling their story to a tabloid.
“I’ve never seen anyone just fall into the lake,” April said.
“They might if they were on a pier,” Ramona said.
“Why would she be on a pier?”
