The smell of pizza still lingered in the air, a mix of garlic, tomato, and slightly burnt crust, while Lena lounged on my couch like she owned the place, one leg flung over a cushion, the other tapping rhythmically against the floor to some silent beat. I had just taken a sip of orange juice when she turned to me, eyes glinting with mischief, and dropped her latest bomb.“So, are you guys sleeping together?”I choked. Not a little polite cough either, an actual choke. The kind that burns your throat and makes your eyes water as you wave frantically at nothing, trying to catch your breath. I put the glass down hard on the table, coughing and wiping my mouth, glaring at her with wide, disbelieving eyes.“Lena! What the actual fuck? What does that even mean?” I croaked, still clearing my throat.She shrugged, utterly unfazed. “I don’t know. Aren’t you the one inviting her over for homemade meals and giving me junk food?” She pointed toward the greasy, open pizza boxes like they were evid
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