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Song :Saturn | SZA𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐗𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐑𝐀 • 𝐅𝐄𝐑𝐍𝐒𝐁𝐘••••••••••••

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Song :Saturn | SZA
𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐗𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐑𝐀 • 𝐅𝐄𝐑𝐍𝐒𝐁𝐘
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For the first time in my life, I felt grateful I was too broke to go on vacations growing up.

Because whatever the hell this weekend was supposed to be? I'd had enough.

The second I heard the words road trip and Morgan in the same sentence, I was out of the room like my ass was on fire.

I didn't walk — I evacuated. There could've been cartoon smoke behind me for all I cared.

If Kaia had called my name, I didn't hear it. The bass from the lobby music vibrated through the floorboards as I stormed down the hallway, fumbling with the keys to the room I shared with Morgan.

Why do I even have the key? When did I take this?

My heart thumped hard in my chest, fast and ugly. I was sweating from adrenaline, from rage, from whatever the hell was building inside me that I didn't want to name.

"Are you always this stubborn?"

God hates me.

Even if I wanted to answer him — which I didn't — I wouldn't have been able to. I was tired. Not just physically. Bone-tired. Soul-tired. Emotionally wrung out.

I couldn't hear his footsteps thanks to the carpet, but I felt him. That awful, annoying pull. That thick presence that made every nerve in me itch with warning. I tensed before he even got close.

"I must've really fucked up our friendship this time," he muttered behind me.

My face twisted like I'd just bitten into something rotten.

Friendship?

I said nothing as I stabbed the elevator button like it owed me money.

"Considering you've finally shut up," Morgan added, "that's saying something."

I didn't react. I wouldn't give him the satisfaction. I just stared at the elevator doors, counting my breaths like they could anchor me.

But then I felt him move closer. I could tell by the heat rolling off him, the way my body recoiled instinctively, brushing up against the wall to avoid even a brush of contact.

"What's going on in that head of yours?"

His knuckles brushed a few loose strands of hair from my face, soft, infuriatingly gentle.

"Did I break you?"

That was it.

My jaw clenched, anger curling in my gut like smoke. "Bold of you to assume you'd have that kind of impact on me." I slapped his hand away.

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