It had been two weeks since the Thanksgiving get-together, and I'd been blowing off Quin. What he did at the party kind of threw me off—it made my interest in him start to fade. He hadn't shown up at my workplace or my apartment, which I half-expected him to do… you know, to show he cared. But he hadn't. Much to my disappointment.
I still met up with Casey from time to time at the Sunnyside Café for coffee. The café had amazing brews and the friendliest staff. I'd also been looking up some universities I could apply to—but with the little money I had, getting into any course, let alone medicine, felt like a far-off dream.
I was at the bar, working in my usual slutty clothes, when one of the waitresses walked up to me, shouting over the music.
"There's this guy in VIP who requested that
