I've spent the whole day drinking with my friends. Maya excused herself some time in the afternoon, but I carried on drinking and b*tching with the others.
When we leave the bar, I ask Anna and Elle if I can spend the night at theirs. Elle nods immediately, excited to be having a girls' night, talking about getting a takeaway. Anna looks disappointed. She thinks I should go home and face the music, but I can't bring myself to do it, so I send Andrew a quick text:
Clara: Out with the girls. Going to crash at theirs. X
He replies immediately.
Andrew: If that's what you want. x
I consider texting back demanding what the f*ck he means by that. As if I want to be arguing with him, but he beats me to it with a quick and final text.
Andrew: Have fun. Night. X
Again, I don't reply.
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