Bloom
I want to go to sleep and wake up when it is no longer my birthday.
"Can you just shut the fuck up?" Bea groaned.
"What?" Shane put his hands up in defence. "I told you—I'm curious!"
"Curiosity killed the fucking cat," Bea grumbled back, glaring at him.
I tried to zone out, drown out their voices as I continued walking to class.
"Satisfaction brought it back," Shane grinned at her before turning to me. "Happy birthday, by the way. I realized I hadn't even wished you yet."
My jaw clenched so tightly it felt like it was going to crack in pieces. "Thank you, Shane."
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