I finally get to go home! It was Friday. Luke, Calvin, and I was in Luke's room.
Calvin asks, "Why is there a bed in Luke's room?"
I said, "Because sometimes I sleep in here with him. And plus, he's almost 3."
"Oh yeah... uh... when's his birthday?..."
"This Sunday. Is there anything else you need to know about him?"
"No, do you love me?"
"Love you?"
He nods.
I said, "I'm unsure."
He asked, "You still hate me?"
"Not necessarily. I just... don't trust you."
"I swear to god, Serena. Old Calvin is dead. This is the new Calvin."
"I want an exclusive relationship. No more playboy Calvin."
"Yes, m'am! So, do you wanna be my lovely and only girlfriend?"
"I would love to."
"I love you, Serena."
"I love you too, Calvin."
We kissed.
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