How’s it going with football guy?
Me
I…don’t hate it. At the very least, it’s a decent distraction.
Maddy
The one question a day thing is cute as fuck.
Maya
It’s better luck than I’ve ever had on a dating app.
Emmy
Keep us posted. I’m dying to hear what kind of question he comes up with next.
Me
I really love you guys.
Caitlin
We’re always here for you.
Always, Soph.
Emmy
SmartBitches forever!
Sarah
And if you need me to come bust you out of there on account of the weirdness, just send another SOS. Doesn’t matter what time.
Me
I needed this. I’m going to try and salvage the rest of this night and turn it non-weird.
Maddy
Keep us posted, Soph.
Me
Always.
Tossing my phone onto the bed, I sit up, feeling less chaotic after talking to my friends. Tyler might be one of my most important people, but I would simply not be able to function in life without my girls. Determined to do exactly what I said I would do and turn the rest of this night non-weird, I stand from the bed and walk over to the dresser where I keep extra clothes for nights I sleep here.
When I pull open the top drawer, I stare at it for a second before bursting out laughing. Because there, sitting right on top of my folded green pajamas with lines of computer code printed on them and the pink knee socks I like to wear to bed is a pair of bright red underwear withLaundry Daywritten across the ass, my old holey underwear nowhere in sight.
Maybe it’s weird that he bought me new underwear, especially since they’re exactly the right size, which means he studied my old ones closely enough to figure that out. And maybe my heart does a tiny thud at this little act of care. The way Tyler knows me well enough to know this would make me laugh. The fact that he did my laundry in the first place because he knows me well enough to know I hate watching movies in actual clothes and would probably forget to bring new pajamas.
Maybe—probably—Tyler and I will never be more than what weare. But as I pull on the clean pajamas and head into the bathroom to wash my face with my favorite face wash I know will be sitting on the sink waiting for me, I think for the millionth time that what we are is pretty great. And even though it might be less than what I sometimes wish for, it’s still my favorite thing in the world.
CHAPTER SEVEN
TYLER