“Can we talk?” Spencer asks as I pass by him.
Chad, Lauren, and Poppy exchange a glance and tell me they will wait outside, and I’m thankful for it. I don’t want them to listen to this. They would bombard me with questions on our way home, and I’m not in the mood for it. I’m sure that not staying at Spencer’s house tonight is indicative enough that something is not right. Also, Lauren is the only one who still doesn’t know what happened, so it’s not like the damage control would be that exhausting. But if I could choose, I’d rather stay in silence the entire way.
“I don’t think that’s a good idea, Spencer,” I tell him coldly. “I don’t want to say the wrong thing to you. Not tonight. Everything was a success, so it’s better to wait until I sleep it off,” I explain with sincerity.
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