I remember this moment. I remember how her scar pulls with her overpowering grin. I remember how she breathes heavily. Like she’s raced miles to reach me. I remember Sullivan’s giggle and kick of her legs.

      I intake Daisy’s soul-bearing smile and whisper, “Senza di te, il cielo non ha sole.” I cup her cheek with my free hand. “Without you, the sky has no sun.” 

     Her eyes glass and shine, our bodies close, burning together. And then she reaches up and sets a flower crown on my head. 

     “I love you,” she tells me.

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“I’m adorable, first off. My sense of humor is stellar—obvs.” “Obvs,” she echoes dryly. “I’m extraordinarily skilled in the art of conversation.” She nods. “When it’s about yourself, of course.” “Of course.” I pretend to think it over some more. “Oh, and I’m a mind reader. No lie. I always know what the other person is thinking.” “Yeah? What am I thinking right now?” Allie challenges. “That you want me to shut up and fuck you again.” She shakes her head in dismay. “Goddamn it. That’s actually what I was thinking.” I smirk at her and tap my forehead. “Told ya. Mind reader.”

I get ya but I was hoping u cld do me a solid. U open to a 4th? Depends on the roomie. Why -- u kno someone? Kinda, maybe Deets IDK. They’re cool if u guys party. Can supply own booze. Needs good peeps to help keep head down and study. And paying their share of rent isn’t an issue. Ok, sounds possible. Anyone I kno? My sister FU man.