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Early-mid October, about a week later
Mikah:heyy
Taylor: hiii
Mikah: wyd
Taylor: Literally in a meeting w my publicist lmao Wbu
Mikah: js in bed doing nothing when's your meeting over?
Taylor: Idk Gonna see I can pull the "hey guys I'm not feeling great" card in a sec tho
Mikah: does that work?? lmao
Taylor: Usually like 80% of the time They kinda see through it a lot these days 😭
Mikah: do you ever actually feel bad when you say it? or are you just lying??
Taylor: In the times we've hung out have I ever felt good
Mikah: mmmm i think i could name a few times
Taylor: STOP
"What are you smiling at?"
Taylor whips her head up, shutting her phone off and quickly putting it in her jacket pocket—well, technically Mikah's jacket, she'd left it at her place a few days ago, and it was only fair that Taylor keep it since Mikah still has her sweats. "Sorry, what did you say?"
"I asked what you were smiling at, that's all."
"Oh, nothing. Just something a friend sent me."
Tree just shakes her head affectionately, "That didn't look like a friend smile."
Taylor's stomach rolls over, Jesus Christ this woman can read her like a book. Not knowing how to respond, she just buries herself in her phone again.
"You know you can tell me if you're seeing someone, right?" Tree mentions, "I really don't care who it is, just as long as he's not an asshole or anything." The use of he punches Taylor in the stomach. She swallows hard,
"Yep, yeah. I know," She clears her throat, "I know, and I will"
"Are you..?"
Taylor nods, "Kind of, it's nowhere near official so I don't wanna make a big deal out of it, but yeah."
"You don't have to tell me anything until you're ready," Tree assures her, "And just make sure they're chill and not a fucking weirdo."
