I want to know where you are
I’m at Ethan’s. What’s #2?
Fuck, are you guys boyfriends or what?
Is that the second thing?
No
Then fuck off
I want a party
Throw a party
I can’t throw a party. I have three friends
Invite them
Ethan chuckled.
I want you to throw a party and invite Kim
I don’t know Kim
She’s friends with Marcy
NO
Yes
Mom will never agree to this
Good thing they’re going to the lake again this weekend
No
Throw a party, invite your friends, and have Marcy invite Kim
“I’m going to go over there and strangle him,” I said.
“No, don’t!” Ethan laughed.
“You don’t know what he’s asking me to do.”
“If it means you get to stay…” He said it in a way that was obvious he was trying to be cute, and I hated myself for being absolutely powerless against it.
Those fucking dimples.
Fine
A costume party
“That’s it!” I said, trying to sit up.
Ethan put an open palm over my stomach, preventing me. “I’ll help.”
“You’ll help?” I turned to him.