𝐂𝐑𝐀𝐙𝐘 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐘𝐎𝐔| Robby Keene [COMPLETED UNTIL SEASON 6 PART 3]

Chapter Eighteen.

chapter eighteen:
❛ girls day ❜

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tw: mentions of violence and drug addiction

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Alessia had been invited to a girls' day out with Sam, Moon, and Yasmine. Alessia was thrilled at the prospect of spending time with the girls, excited for a day of bonding and pampering. She enjoyed hanging out with Sam and Moon, but the thought of spending the day with Yasmine made her stomach churn. Alessia couldn't stand Yasmine, convinced that she was using Demetri just for his body and didn't actually care about him.

The four girls sat in a cozy booth at their favorite café, the sun streaming through the windows, casting a warm glow over their table. Alessia sat beside Sam, while Moon and Yasmine were across from them.

Sam was busy texting Miguel, her fingers moving quickly over the screen. She had confided in the girls earlier that she was considering taking a break from her relationship with him. Things had been feeling off lately, and she wasn't sure if she wanted to continue as they were. Sam's phone pinged with a response from Miguel, and she quickly showed it to the group. The message read, "Can't wait to see you tonight. How are you?"

Yasmine snorted, not even trying to hide her disdain. "Desperate," she commented, a smirk playing on her lips as she leaned back in the booth.

Alessia rolled her eyes at Yasmine's remark.

"He knows he's in deep shit," Alessia added with a shrug, trying to lighten the mood. She knew Miguel wasn't completely oblivious-he could sense something was wrong, but Sam had yet to fully express how she felt.

"I just... I feel like things have been off lately. There's so much I want to say. Maybe I should just... lay it all out?" Sam suggested, her voice tinged with uncertainty. She looked around the table for advice, clearly torn about what to do.

Before anyone could respond, Yasmine snatched the phone from Sam's hand, her eyes widening in disbelief. "No!" she exclaimed, her voice loud enough to draw the attention of a few nearby tables.

"She's right. Less is more," Alessia chimed in, surprising herself by agreeing with Yasmine.

"I'm with Yas and Alessia," Moon said, her voice more measured. "It's better to have these conversations in person. You don't want to risk sending the wrong message over text."