the last time they had a conversation, he fled into the night after her dumbass of a cousin ran his mouth at him. they hadn't addressed the temu elephant in the room since they talked "some of us may fall but it's a risk i'm willing to take. no, there's a mixed crowd. sure a bundle of us are models but not all of us. why? is there some sort of ratio you're concerned about?"
"of course it is," he laughed despite how weird he was feeling. man, he had to shake this bullshit of a mood he was in. the valentine's party didn't mean anything. he had to get a freaking grip. "what? no. nah. i'm just... doing a vibe check, y'know? be cool."














