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She shrugs and tries to butt in again, but I zip my fingers in front of my lips.
“Maybe the best spot to start is when I tell that group of men I have to pee just so I can run upstairs to self-care. Only to get caught because I hit one of them in the face with my dildo.”
Her hand shoots over her face as she starts to laugh, but I ignore her, lethally drawing out my next word.
“Orrr,” I emphasize. “How about we fast-forward all the way to ten minutes ago, when I got officially invited to be the subject of a gang bang. Tonight. Then was asked, maybe for future planning purposes, ‘who’ I was using as my masturbation material?”
I’m out of breath as we stand in complete and utter silence, staring back at each other. Frankly, there is no part in any of what I said that should ever be discussed again, and yet I can see her mind circulating through the choices before she finally lands on, “Wait. Who was your muse?”
I could throw my shoe at her, but I’m not wearing any.
“Sloane,” I shriek, making her shoulders jump. “I’m gonna need all hands on deck right now. The shit has hit the proverbial fan. And I’m spiraling.”
She rolls her eyes with that look on her face like she thinks I’m being dramatic. So I help connect the dots.
“I said yes, Moon.”
She blinks three times, neither of us saying a word because I can’t believe I said yes, and neither can she. But the way we’reboth staring at each other as matching smiles begin to morph shock to holy fucking shit says it all.
A squeal accompanied by her attacking me makes me laugh before we’re jumping up and down.
“Okay,” she breathes out, as flustered as I am, before letting me go. “That is a baddie plot twist I didn’t see coming at this stage in the game.”
“Yeah.” I nod what feels like a hundred times. “But what the fuck do I do now? I can’t actually do this. I have to take it back. It’s not like there’s a tutorial online…I looked. There’s nary a Reddit post. How the fuck do I completely change my personality in the next eight hours and do something I had no business agreeing to?”
“I can’t believe you actually said yes.”
“Me either.”
“I honestly thought maybe they’d flirt with you enough to get you revved up for some stockbroker you’d meet at a bar next week. But wow…this far exceeds my expectations.”
“Fuck.” I shake my head as I squeeze my eyes closed because panic just hit me square in the eyes. “You’re the one who said I needed a new me for this era. Why did I listen? Why did I say yes? What was I thinking?”
She makes her way to my bed and jumps on it, making herself comfy. “Hell no. Stop it. No buyer’s remorse. I’m so proud of you, Margot.”
“Yeah, but…” I fan my armpits because I feel like I’m sweating. “I had a momentary out-of-body experience and spoke without thinking. I can’t do this. Not for real.”
“Bullshit. You spoke your truth. You can do this.”
“Don’t make this a crystals-and-quotes moment. I can’t take it.”
“All I’m saying is, yes, you might have been disassociating when you agreed. But really it just allowed the part of you, who has been dying to get out, to finally show up.”
I hate to admit that I actually understood that.
“Yeah, well, that version is gone again because I’m just me. The me who doesn’t know how to do this. And it’s not like I can phone a friend.” I throw my arms up. “Why couldn’t you have been sluttier in life? All your hippie-pegging sex isn’t helping me. I need a sister who specializes in a group discount.”
She laughs, then shoots to her feet, her eyes the size of saucers.
“Wait. Hold on.” Her laugh makes me nervous. “Youcanphone a friend.”
I frown, totally confused. “What?”
Her phone is in her hand as she types quickly over the keys. Before I can press her, my own phone vibrates.
“What are you doing?” is all I get out before I read the message.
Moon: My loves! Let me introduce my sister…Margot. She needs some very particular advice, and I knew just who to come to.
