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“oh... i don’t actually work at the cantina anymore. but i can totally show you some better restaurants!”
“What the hell are you looking at?”
“ nothing like a good ice bath after a game to make you really wish it was summer already. ”
“I tried hair gel this morning-- already washed it out-- but like it still feels like it’s all over my hands. I don’t know how some guys use it every day.”
Isn’t this time of year wonderful? Can’t you just smell the love in the air?
Everyone should just stop talking about it, you’re being nosy, not mourning.
The magic of the break had been soiled with the news of Holly J’s death. It was unexpected and horrifying, and Frankie had yet to wrap her mind around the idea of the girl being gone. It all felt wrong, and she felt sick.
There was an unspoken rule in the house that she wasn’t exactly supposed to be out alone, but she was starting to hate the sight of the Hollingsworth home. Instead, she had found a cozy seat at The Dot and was mindlessly staring out the window.
“This sucks.”
“Before you ask, I’m trying to record a podcast. I couldn’t do it at home without my mom popping in asking about the tea all the time, so I’m doing it here.”