I pinch the bridge of my nose.
Freya:It just happened.
Clara:I NEED DETAILS
Freya:It was a moment of weakness.
Clara:DETAILS!!!
Clara:You have been weak for that man for like your whole life
Freya:That is not helpful.
Clara:Was it good?
I stare at the screen.
Freya:Yes.
Clara:HOW good?
I hesitate. Because unfortunately the answer is… extremely.
Freya:Very. Like INSANELY good
Clara:Right. Excellent. Continue.
Freya:We almost got caught.
Clara:Even better.
Freya:This is not a rom com.
Clara:It literally is.
I sigh quietly into my pillow.
Freya:What am I supposed to do now?
Clara:Well.
Fuck, here she goes.
Clara:If it were me I would simply walk into his tent and quietly continue where you left off.
I choke slightly on absolutely nothing. I knew it.
Freya:I am not doing that.
Clara:Why not?
Freya:Because we are friends.
Clara:Debatable. You were not behaving like friends in that kitchen.
She’s not wrong. Which is extremely annoying.
Freya:And because we are surrounded by 30 children.
