Crank (Crank 1)
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just this side of insane.
Suspenders?
Don’t think so.
Nikes. Vans. Doc Martins.
One of each?
Maybe next time.
Scrunchies. Barrettes. Berets.
Ebb the sable flow?
Uh-uh.
I was stressing
over earrings when
another hand touched
my shoulder.
I thought you were going to call.
Brendan.
Two Guys in One Day?
Almost too much to consider,
although Bree found the prospect
quite intriguing. So then I had
to explain GUFN again.
“Today is the first day
she cut me loose.”
Sounds like a reason to party.
That was funny. But it was time
to catch my ride home. Since Brendan
was my mom’s type—tall, handsome,
and gainfully employed—I let him walk
me out. Mom was parked right in front.
Is she always so punctual?
I laughed like he was the wittiest