“I’LL go with you,” Sabrina said.

“No need, I’ve got it,” Bettie responded, letting out a hiccup, and staggered off to the restroom.

Lance, facing away from the bathroom door, was gazing out the window.

The sound of footsteps made him turn. The Light reflecting off his glasses momentarily blinded. “Bettie.”

“Enjoying the aroma here, are we?” Bettie mocked.

She had always been mean.

feeling helpless crossed Lance’s eyes. He moved closer and remarked, “I was

up with you!” Bettie

her wrist, seeking clarity. “So, I’m just leftovers

that he had

her wrist free, Bettie

briskly, giving him

steps were unsteady, making

still, his gaze fixed intently on her behind his glasses,

in a hallway and confessed, “Lance, I’m really into you. Will

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