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Pick you up 9 tomorrow night

Meet you there

No pick up?

Meeting a girlfriend for drinks at 7, Hotel Dillinger, then you at club

Knock-knock.

“Come in.” Sydney set her phone on the bedside table.

The door opened, Caroline entered, shut the door, and sat on the edge of Sydney’s queen bed. “Look at you, all tucked in.”

Sydney had six pillows of various sizes all neatly arrangedaround her, like a fort. She liked squirreling herself away and, most nights, slept with the sheet over her face.

“I missed you a lot,” Caroline said. “I just wanted to say good night.”

“I missed you too.” Sydney rolled toward Caroline, pushed onto her elbow. “Please no loud sexy sounds with Stud-Man. My brain will melt.”

Caroline laughed. “We’ve been practicing the fine art of silent sex.”

Sydney chuckled. “At least one of us is getting some.”

“What’s going on with you and Gabriel… and you and Tank?”

“G and I are buds.”

“What? How?”

“I met him a couple of years ago.”

“Did you date?”

“God, no,” Sydney replied. “He’s not my type, plus I don’t do the hide-the-sausage-thing with people I work with.”

Caroline laughed. “You know, you’re a total weirdo.”

“Thank you.” Sydney sat up. “Update me on your wedding plans.”

Caroline stared at her for the longest time. “I didn’t tell you.”

Sydney shook her head. “I haven’t been here.”

“We’ve been invited to get married at the White House, but we’re waiting until the terrorists are eliminated. No time now to plan a wedding.” Caroline scooted closer. “So, you and Tank. Did you find out why he never texted you?”

Sydney tucked her hair behind her ear. “He did text me, but I gave him the wrong number.” She smiled. “He asked me to the Halloween party at Lost Souls.”

“Yay!” Caroline hugged her. “I love him so much. You’re gonna have the best time!”

Knock-knock.

“Come in, Stud-Man,” Sydney said.

Greystone stuck his head inside. He’d pulled his hair into a man-bun, he was bare chested and in sweat pants. “Hey, Syd, sorry to disturb. Babe, I’m callin’ it.”

“If you don’t climb that tree, I will,” Sydney said. “I’mthatdesperate.”

Caroline laughed. “Tank asked Sydney to the party at Lost Souls tomorrow.”