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"Anna?" Someone knocks on my door, and it startles me out of my seat.
No. Not someone. St Clair.
I'm wearing an old Mayfield Diary T-shirt, complete with yellow-and-brown cow logo, and hot pink flannel pajama bottoms covered in giant strawberries. I am not even wearing a bra.
"Anna, I know you're in there. I can see your light."
"Hold on a sec" I blurt. "I'll be right there." I grab my black hoodie and zip it up over the cow's face before wrenching open the door."Hisorryaboutthat. Come in."
I open the door wide but he stands there for a moment, juste staring at me. I can't read the expression on his face. Then he breaks into a mischievous smile and brushes past me.
"Nice strawberries."
"Shut up."
"No, I mean it. Cute."
And even though he doesn't mean it like I-want-to-leave-my-girlfriend-and-start-dating-you cute, something flickers inside of me.
No. Not someone. St Clair.
I'm wearing an old Mayfield Diary T-shirt, complete with yellow-and-brown cow logo, and hot pink flannel pajama bottoms covered in giant strawberries. I am not even wearing a bra.
"Anna, I know you're in there. I can see your light."
"Hold on a sec" I blurt. "I'll be right there." I grab my black hoodie and zip it up over the cow's face before wrenching open the door."Hisorryaboutthat. Come in."
I open the door wide but he stands there for a moment, juste staring at me. I can't read the expression on his face. Then he breaks into a mischievous smile and brushes past me.
"Nice strawberries."
"Shut up."
"No, I mean it. Cute."
And even though he doesn't mean it like I-want-to-leave-my-girlfriend-and-start-dating-you cute, something flickers inside of me.
