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Zach: I’ll have you know I am at least thirteen.

Zach: Have you watched Stranger Things?

Zach: Of course you have. Everyone has. Never mind. What about Hemlock Grove? Seems like it could get weird.

Zach: Why in the hell am I bothering you?

Zach: I’ll leave you alone now.

Shaking my head at his oddness, my fingers hover over the screen, trying to figure out how I want to reply.

“If you aren’t paying attention, scram.”

Zoe’s back to glaring at me. “Sorry, Z. What are we deciding on now?”

She does nothing to hide her disdain, huffing and grabbing at her wild mess of hair. “Up or down?”

“Down. No wait—up!”

“So…up?”

“Nah.” I shake my head. “Down.”

Zoe rolls her eyes and spins back around, attention now focused on her reflection in her vanity mirror.

Me: I have seen ST, but not Hemlock Grove.

Me: Proposal?

Me: Let’s watch Hemlock Grove together. Via text.

Me: Also, I think it’s weird you’re always texting me, BUT, I AM texting back, so I guess that makes me weird too. You’re kind of…fun.

Zach: Only kind of?

Me: *rolls eyes* Way to ruin the moment.

Zach: *I* ruined the moment? You’re the one who lied.

Me: Point out my lie.

Zach: KIND OF. Like we both don’t know how remarkable I am.

Me: You’re very full of yourself.

Zach: Or confident. Take your pick.

Me: Why am I still talking to you?

Zach: Because we’re going to binge Hemlock Grove together?

Me: Give me thirty and we’re on.

Me: WAIT. What are you ordering to eat? Let’s be real losers and eat the same thing.

Zach: *groans* Do we HAVE to?

Zach: I’m ordering Chinese.

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