KIMBERLEY
It's been a while since Brandon and I spoke properly, maybe I should have a talk with him, it's time we sat down and had a proper conversation without the yelling. Since it's a Friday, the girls and i agreed to skip movie night and join the guys at the bar instead.
I open messages and type one to Jonathan.
Me: Is he going to be there?
I nervously wait for his reply which comes after five minutes.
Jonathan: Yes, he is.
I suck in a deep breath and type another one before I throw the phone on the bed.
Me: Don't tell him I asked.
We head out and get in Nao's car, the one her boyfriend, Nate, bought for her on her nineteenth birthday.
The Lexus engine purs to life and I lean back in the leather seat, thinking about the many ways things can either go right or left tonight.
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