"he'll never be the one"

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Ash
1:03 AM
Thursday, November 24

Noa.

Sweet Noa.

Happy Thanksgiving

Now can't you just ditch your plans?
I want you

Ashton, go to bed.

Why are you even texting me?

I told you I expected radio silence.

Because you're sexy and I miss you

Can I come to you?

No, you cannot come to me

You know how I feel about you playing
hard to get 🤤

Go annoy someone else.

I'm going to bed.

I'll be back on Friday

"Go annoy someone else"
as fucking if Noa

My ass is yours and you know it

I'll see you Friday and I'll be ready
with a bottle of wine because we will
be Making Love instead of just fucking

I'm in the mood

You're delusional

But I'll see you Friday.

Goodnight Ash

Goodnight Noa

Dream something nasty about me 💦





Noa's eyes roll as she places her phone down beside her on her childhood bed. She can't help but let a small smile slip as she simultaneously lets out a sigh. So many feelings and emotions conflict with her heart when she thinks about Ashton.

"What's wrong with you?" Noa looks to her left and makes a face at her younger sister, Zoe. The two of them were snuggled up in Noa's queen size bed watching movies. Their younger brother, Leo, had been in attendance until roughly 11:30PM when he decided he was too tired to continue. He is thirteen; Zoe is seventeen.

"Nothing," Noa promises in hopes that her sister won't push the issue, but that never quite works out when it comes to Zoe.

"You aren't allowed to lie to me. It's against sister code," Zoe tells her before prodding two fingers into her sister's side.

"Ow, you little bitch," Noa says before mimicking the action back to her sister. They swat at each other's hands for several moments before calling a truce. "Nothing is wrong."

"Noa, be so fucking for real," Zoe says with a sigh. "You've barely given any actual updates since being home. You've asked so many questions about Leo's classes that I know you're trying to get something off your mind. No one cares about an eighth grader's classes that much... at least no one should."

"I love my little brother and want to hear about his life. Is that illegal?"

"Noa."

"Zoe."

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