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Alejandro:

Free today?

It's a Saturday and you're not a celebrity. I know you're free.

thats a pretty ignorant observation

Claridge's?

a hotel? im not spending a night with you

I didn't say I wanted to spend the night with you.

I like the restaurant there.

Davies and Brook.

Hello?

It's a date?

see you there

***


My mobile rings from the kitchen. I get up from the couch but tell Jamal to keep working as I rush to answer it:

RAVEN

"Really, Edgar? You sent Edward?" she accuses as soon as I answer, defiantly choosing to skip greetings.

"What are you on about?" I ask, the velocity of my speech significantly slower than hers.

"You're really going to act like you don't know?" Lull. "You sent Edward to attack Harry!"

"What?"

"Don't act like you don't know, Edgar!"

"And why would I do that?" I fire back, the volume of my voice increasing this time.

"Oh, don't act like you don't know! He told me what happened at the gallery! He was going to apologise!"

He was going to apologise? What the fuck does that even mean? "And what was stopping him all of yesterday?"

"He was trying to find the right time! He says it was all just a joke, and you took it and made a mountain of it!"

"Was that his apology? Then, he deserved for Edward to fuck him up. He's lucky he isn't in hospital right now."

"This is a low blow, Edgar, even for you."

Feeling my entire body tremor violently in anger, I hang the call up.

How dare she accuse me of hiring a hit on that walking garbage can she calls a man? How dare she even defend him? How dare she switch the tables and lay the blame on me?

Fuck her!

Edward:

k

why dis you attsck harty

when did you go to him

im comimg over

"Everything good?" Jamal asks as I make my way back to the sitting room.

I take a deep breath and prepare myself to speak so I don't blow up on him like yesterday. "I'm... I don't even know how to say this, so... my ex-friend's boyfriend tried to kiss me the other day and she was trying to do damage control, I guess."

His eyes grow too large for his face. "Wait, is the friend your ex or is it the boyfriend?"

"Both-wait! I mean her boyfriend is my ex."

"Whoa!" he exclaims. "And you're still friends?"

"Kind of. I don't know - after today, I'm not sure."

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