WRECK ME QUIETLY
Apparently, today made the cut.
I plopped everything on the coffee table and grabbed the remote. “Okay, Depressing or chaos?”
“Chaos,” Macey said instantly. “Put on something terrible so we can yell at it.”
I smirked. That, I could do. I queued up this cheesy dating show with way too much glitter, fake eyelashes, and egos big enough to be their own cast members.
For a while, it was perfect. Stupid. Loud. Comforting.
Macey kept pausing the show to make dramatic gasps and roast the contestants. Liam’s quiet commentary from the corner had me howling. And me? I just let myself laugh. Really laugh. Like I hadn’t in what felt like forever.
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