Shortcake
“So we’re just gonna get a sandwich or something.”
“Okay, I’ll grab my sandwich and we’ll head to the picnic table by your dorm,” he replied, flashing her that smile again.
Gemma glanced at Freddy, then back at Chase. “Okay, Chase. But after that, we’re going back upstairs to be bitchy and lazy.”
“Yes, ma’am. Not going to argue with Tinkerbitch,” Chase said, smiling. But it didn’t sound playful the way it had when Freddy said it.
Gemma and Freddy made their way through the food line, grabbing ham salad sandwiches and a pop. Chase picked up a V8 juice. When they got outside, he handed it to Gemma. “Here. My mom says this is the best thing for your… problem.”
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