"I can't believe you're going out. With a guy." Sierra stated again, watching me put on my coat.
"Well, that makes two of us." I replied, pulling my hair from under my collar.
It was four to seven and I still had to put on my gloves and hat and stuff my feet into my boots. Which required a lot of time.
"No, but seriously." She stood leaning against one of the walls in the hallway, with her legs crossed at the ankles and digging around in a carton of ice cream with a spoon. "What happened to our no-male policy?"
I stuck my tongue out at her like the mature adult I was.
"He promised me chocolate cake. I'd suffer through whatever to get it."
I guess suffering through years of eating disorders made one crave real food once they're more less back to normal.
She shrugged.
"You have choco
