Chapter 23.
Ava POV "Thank god! I thought you would never get home," Morgan shouts as soon as I shut the front door behind me. "I was literally gone for one night," I groan, shrugging out of my jacket before hanging it on the coat rack. "Okay, whatever," she waves me off. "Let's hang out today. Just you and me, I miss you." Guilt swallows me as her words sink in. I know she didn't mean anything by them, but I'm also aware that I haven't been spending a lot of time with her lately, considering everything that's been going on with me. I'm the world's worst best friend. "Yeah, sounds good to me. What do you wanna do?" "Well..." she hesitates slightly before sticking her bottom lip out in a pout. Oh god. "As you know, it's Matt's birthday next weekend, and I have to look hot as s**t," she hints,
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