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Elise brought strawberry cheesecake and set it on the table in front of us. She was the last to arrive, but we were still catching up on the week so she hadn’t missed anything.
“That smells like heaven,” Karissa said. “Where are the forks?”
“No plate for you tonight?” Finley teased her.
Karissa shook her head. “I’ve been working on updates for the app all weekend and I’ve barely eaten anything. I’m running on coffee and sugar at this point.”
“You need real food,” Laura told her.
Karissa growled at her. Actually growled.
We all leaned away.
“Um, Ris?” Finley said.
She sighed. “I’m sorry. I’m just ready for this to roll out to more people. Right now it’s doing really well, but it’s not an easy thing to create these apps. Especially one like this.”
“Are you okay?” I asked her.
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