Page 51 of Hunter's Hidden Camera
I chuckle nervously. “Ah, it’s coming back to me.”
Oscar leans in toward the girl. “My name’s Oscar.”
I discreetly elbow Oscar. I quickly say to the girl, “That’s hisFortnite username. His real name is Victor.”
“What?” Oscar says, confused.
“Nice to meet you, Victor.” She wraps her arms around Oscar and hugs him tight.
Oscar smiles. “Yeah, my name is Victor.”
“My name is Twyla,” she says and turns her attention back to me. “Anyway, you gonna be at Perpetual Sunset tonight?”
“Yes,” I nod. “Definitely.”
“Good. You’re bringing your girlfriend again too, right?”
“Alessandra? Yeah.”
“That’sher name. That’s right. I remember now.“ Twyla winks a knowing wink. “Ireallyremember.”
“Hey, by the way,” I say, “where is Perpetual Sunset? I think I was too messed up last time to even know where I was exactly.”
“You need to ease up on the blow.” She smiles. “Don’t you remember the rules? They don’t text the address until an hour before it starts. Perpetual Sunset is at a different place every month. I mean, I thought you told me you had been going for years.”
“I have been. It’s just that Perpetual Sunset isn’t the only place I go to. There are others, and all the rules are different.”
“Wow, you’re wild.” She places her hand on my ass.
Oscar says, “I’m pretty wild too.”
I say to Twyla, “Hey, I lost my phone. So I won’t get that text tonight.”
She takes her phone out of her back pocket. “Then when I get the address, I’ll text it to Victor.” She turns to Oscar. “Send me a text, so that I have your number.”
Oscar fumbles for his phone. Twyla tells him her number. He sends her a text.
“Cute,” she says. She holds up her phone and shows me that Oscar sent her an emoji face with hearts in its eyes.
“See you tonight then,” I say.
Twyla starts walking away. “See you, boys.”
After she’s gone, Oscar says to me, “Damn, son, you lie like a pro. You’re good at pretending.”
I shrug. “I guess.”
“I’m confused,” says Oscar. “I thought Perpetual Sunset was like a club, but it’s not?”
“It sounds like it’s some kind of party that’s in a different location every month.”
Oscar pumps a fist. “We’re going to a college party, bro!”
I keep watching Twyla as she walks away, trying to piece together how exactly she fits into Nash’s life.
“It’s gonna be lit,” says Oscar. “But we gotta go home first. I need some clean clothes. And I gotta shower and stuff, ’cause I got chlorine all over my skin and your brother’s cum on my arm.”
I nod, not really listening to Oscar, trying to make sense of everything I’ve discovered today about my brother.
