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“I appreciate the sentiment, but I don’t want to see The Drift.”
Translation: I don’t want to get anywhere near Donovan Jenkins or that f*****g creep Hollis Tift.
“You don’t like them? I thought every girl liked them with that one song playing on repeat on the radio,” Henry said.
“Tell It Like It Is,” I filled in for him.
“So you do know it.”
“I think everyone knows that song.”
“Well, good. It’s not Paris, but it’ll have to do…for now,” he said like that closed the discussion.
I just rolled my eyes. Henry might have met me when I was depressed about Grant so I was slightly malleable, but under no circumstance would I consider myself that otherwise. And he was about to see it first hand. “I’m not going to The Drift concert. I don’t like them or their music. In fact, I des
