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20 - Three Musketeers

~Sammie~

Fucking ladies’ night! It dutifully rolled around every other week without fail! Tonight, Megan, Gemma, and I sat in a circle on the floor in Gemma’s front room. Macy bowed out. Chicken-shit little bitch.

“Are you sure this is a thing?” I wasn’t convinced. I gestured to us grown ass women dressed in our pajamas.

“Definitely. I watched it on 13 Going on 30!” Megan squealed with excitement, much to my horror.

“She was a 13 year old girl! Trapped in a 30 year old body!” I shot back.

Megan stuck out her tongue and continued her conversation with Gemma. I knew it! The damn night was doomed to drag on. The expression on Gemma’s face did nothing to alleviate my stress.

Nope! I was not experiencing FOMO. More like dread. I glanced at the clock, wondering when it would be socially acceptable to fall into slumber at this slumber party.

“Never mind all that.” Gemma interrupted. “Are we doing the Pitch Perfects, or The Three Musketeers?”

Lucky for us, she didn’t suggest any of
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I hope you enjoy these little visits from Gemma's friends!

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