Eighteen
Karrie
“I’m so glad we’re doing this,” I told Mina as I carried my slice of meatlovers pizza and glass of our cheap box of cabernet wine to the couch.
“Me, too. It’s nice to take a Saturday night off once in a while.”
She was speaking for herself, of course. Although I’d spent plenty weekends at home since the humiliating dump, Mina was a veritable party animal. When I’d suggested we stay home and have a girl’s night, I figured she’d already have plans, but she’d happily agreed.
“Yes, especially with such great company,” I replied with a smile.
I felt my face mask crack at the movement and glanced at my roommate’s matching charcoal mask.
“I think these are ready to come off,” I told her.
“Yeah, let’s wash them off before we start the show back up.”
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