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winona lola: morning after:
i wake up and roll around in my covers as the sun shines in. i don't feel like getting up right now, and so i go on tiktok. joe is quiet, maybe he's still sleeping?
i think im over him going out with olivia, since right now all i can think about is josh.
i forgot to answer his text so all i send back is a,

"good morning! i'm so sorry i fell asleep, but what about breakfast on wednesday morning?"

i roll around in my covers some more and look around at my paintings. i seriously need to finish them.
i should get up.

that is until i see madi calling me. i sit up in my white covers and answer her.
"THE PHOTOS!" she yells.
"what photos?" i yawn out. sinking back into the covers.
"someone took photos of you and josh in a ... parking? lot?"
FUCK.
"SEND THEM" i shoot back up.
my hair messy and in my face as i wait for her notification.
tapping on them and yeah, yup, there i am. there is he, there's our lips. touching.
"that's so gross, why would someone do that?" i put her on speaker.
"i don't know, but before you make a sex tape, let me see." madi giggles over the phone.
"oh stop." i smirk and get up.
"tell me how was it?"
as i get ready for the day i tell her all about the date.
"he talked about his other interests besides football, like golf and hockey. but he's a very good conversationalist, and made sure to ask me about .. me." i say.
"okkaayyy mr. allen, i like him for you. you seem good together."
"madi, we went on one date."
"yeahh but notice how you haven't brought up a certain bengal?"
i stop putting mascara on and realize, she's right. typically by now i would've said joes name at least once. but i haven't.
"i didn't even tell you, joe went out with olivia last night."
she gasps.
"WHY — how did you find out?"
i make my bed and tell her, "he told me, must've felt guilty."
"welll now why would he feel guilty?" she questions.
i stop putting my stuffed animals on my bed. frozen.
"wellll maybe — we kissed?"
"YOU kissed joe. winona.. you stupid girl."
"ONLY twice, okay? that's not a lot considering he's living with me."
"WINONA LOLA BOSA — DO YOU WANT TO GET PREGNANT? OR OVER HIM?" she yells.
i laugh at how dramatic she can be sometimes.

"damn girl, listen, this isn't over. but i have a meeting so i'll talk to you later, ok?" madi laughs.
"okay darling, love you."
"love you."

i walk downstairs to see joe making breakfast for us. his back is to me. stacks of pancakes and eggs as he makes sausages. it smells like heaven in here. he turns around and winks at me.
"good morning angel."

shit, maybe i will get pregnant.