I deserve it. Kelsey, despite trying to console me can't contradict that. I shake her off my arm knowing it's not where she wants to be.
"Go dance or something, I'll be fine on my lonesome," I assure her for what feels like the thousandth time. After all, it's the only reason we came to Delta Rho. For the legendary dancefloor and mad beats.
She sighs, twisting her body closer to mine, "I don't want to dance unless it's with you."
I shake my head at her lie and shove her away from me, "That's a thousand percent not true."
"What even is a thousand percent?" She raises her brows and steps back into me.
I love her for it. For sticking by me and cutting through my bullshit. But I know when enough is enough. She's put in her time and despite my lack of improvement, I don't want her glued to
