Zee.
I woke up ridiculously late the next morning—thankfully, there was no school. Even though I’d slept until ten, I still felt like I hadn’t rested.
My body ached with exhaustion, and my mind felt foggy, as if sleep hadn’t touched whatever was weighing me down. it was my first time staying awake almost all through the night partying and honestly, I would redo it again if I got the opportunity.
I reached for my phone and saw a string of messages from Lawrence—and one from Denver.
Lawrence had sent a few sweet, if slightly overbearing, texts: checking in on me, asking if I was okay, wondering when we could hang out. I sighed, already feeling the pressure of expectation.
But Denver’s message was different.
“Coming over soon.”
That was it.
My heart skipped.
I glanced at the timest
