Griffin clutched the jacket to her chest, reveling in a sweetness she had never felt before.

By the time Leopold returned, Griffin was truly asleep.

Cradled in her arms was Leopold's coat, her face adorned with the kind of smile unique to little girls who had just been gifted candy.

Leopold, arms laden with bags of groceries and takeout, stuffed Griffin's fridge until it was bursting at the seams.

He popped some ready meals in the microwave, leaving a note to remind Griffin to eat once she woke up.

After tucking her into bed and ensuring everything was perfect, he slipped away, leaving the jacket tightly clutched in Griffin's hands.

The next day.

Vivienne's phone was bombarded with a flurry of texts from Griffin, gushing like an overexcited puppy.

[Vivienne, for the first time, our fridge is chock-full!]

[He carried me to bed last night, oh my god, does that mean he cares about me?!]

[Vivienne, is this a crush, or is it love? Am I torturing myself?]

Vivienne massaged her temples as she read the relentless stream of messages.

She did not know if Griffin was crushing or if it was love, nor if Griffin was torturing herself.

What she did know was that Griffin was torturing her!

[Zip it.] She texted back.

[Hehe, morning Vivienne! What do I do next? I don't know how to act around him. He hasn't said he likes me, but why would he care otherwise? I'm worried I'm reading too much into this. It could just be him being nice.]

Vivienne finally came to her senses and typed swiftly: [Meet me at Silver Bar tonight, 8 pm sharp.]

Then she called Dawson.

oozing smugness,

Vivienne regretted the call for a

Bring Leopold to

paused, "Vivienne, is Griffin

know?" Vivienne was

"Come on, these little games girls play? We're onto them, except for Leopold, that blockhead. He's always talking about you or Griffin; I should've seen

by Dawson's

as long

she frowned, "You're awfully

"All thanks to Larry's

up, cutting him

giving me

replied, [Serves

entrance at Silver Bar,

paired with Vivienne's charm, they

the crowd, deflecting advances

Dawson arrived

here!" Griffin grabbed Vivienne, nearly leaping

down, will you?" Vivienne

text from Percival: [Everything's

she replied

but comment, "You're just like

smirked, "No, darling, there's a fundamental difference. I'm texting my future

Griffin had no comeback.

the ladies and signaled for a bevy of

clicked his tongue, "This is for you, buddy. It's about time you got into the dating game. Or are you

for fifteen years was downright terrifying. "Enough," Dawson said, pushing drinks toward him. "Live

swarmed in, Leopold stood up, his gaze fixated on a booth in the

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