Chapter 2

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Davia walks into the Coterie to find Alice sitting at the table eating a bowl of cereal.

"Your eating lucky charms? It's five o'clock." Davia says, looking at Alice's bowl.

"It's helping me through my breakup, okay? Don't ruin it for me." Alice grumbles.

"What did I say about knowing when it's time to move on?" Davia raises her eyebrows.

Alice's eyes grow wide and a smile spreads across her face.

"Speaking of moving on, I'm so happy you and Dennis finally had sex! How was it? Did you freak out when he told you he loved you?" Alice beams from ear to ear.

Davia's face freezes. She looks over at Alice.

"What did you just say?" Davia looks directly at Alice.

"I saw you sleeping in Dennis' room the other morning. I know you guys had sex and he finally told you he loved you." Alice smiles.

Davia is still stunned, trying to piece  together in her head what Alice is talking about.

"Alice, Dennis and I didn't have sex. I took shrooms the night before and passed out in his room." Davia says.

Alice nervously laughs.

"Right, I knew that." Alice puts a spoonful of cereal in her mouth.

"Wait, what do you mean Dennis told me loves me? He never said that." Davia says.

Alice stays silent, stuffing her mouth with cereal, realizing she shouldn't have said anything.

"Oh my god. Dennis loves me? Dennis loves me. I have to find him. Why didn't you tell me sooner?" Davia says.

Davia looks over at Alice, who  scurrying off to her room and shuts the door behind her.

Davia quickly walks to her room and shuts the door. She leans her head against the door, her heart races. She walks over to her closet and looks through her clothes. She sighs, not finding anything she likes.   She walks over to her dresser, grabbing her makeup. She looks in the mirror, reapplying some lipstick, running her hands through her hair, and readjusts the dress she's wearing, making it look neater.

Davia looks at herself in the mirror one last time. She takes a deep breath. She walks towards her bedroom door. She walks to Dennis' loft.

Davia reaches his loft and takes another deep breath. She knocks on the door. Silence. She knocks again. "Dennis?" She calls out. No answer. "Dennis, are you in there?" She asks. Another silence. Davia turns the door handle, and surprisingly, the door opens.

Davia looks around Dennis' room. Dennis is no where in sight. He's gone.

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