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Sara knew that it was a Saturday, so she waited a couple hours and met Lacey for brunch instead of having breakfast with Alexa.
“How’re things?” Sara asked, joining her friend at the table.
Lacey had apparently been there a while already because she had a mostly-drunk mimosa in front of her along with an untouched plate of fruit.
“Have some of this fruit salad,” she said. “I felt like I had to order something, but I don’t want it.”
Sara nodded and lifted a fork. “Have a good Friday night?”
Lacey shrugged. “It all feels like a bit of a wash, really.”
“How’s that?”
“I’ve been very much enjoying the general mood here,” she said. “Everyone unattached, no one looking for a real relationship.”
“But?” Sara asked around a bite of melon.
“I really thought the exhibitionist thrill of kn
