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“Want to ride to class together?”
Cora’s question made me stumble to a halt just as I reached the front door of our apartment Friday morning. After the night I’d had dealing with the plumbing, my limbs were sore and my head ached from how exhausted I was, but strangely enough, I felt kind of exhilarated.
My roommate’s question warmed me from the inside. This might’ve been the first time since the car wash that she’d asked me to do anything with her that didn’t involve her health. But she just had to pick the worst day ever to ask, didn’t she? For once, I actually had plans.
“Sorry.” I winced in genuine apology. “But I’m going over to Caroline’s straight after class.”
Caroline wanted me to go to the show with her tonight and watch the newest bartender at Forbidden sing with hi
