Chapter Forty

The next morning, I wake up to a pillow smeared with eyeshadow and lipstick. Great, just great. I quickly pull off the pillow case and toss it into the laundry bin, mentally reminding myself to try and wash it later.

I get up and reach over onto the night table to grab my phone. I immediately cringe at how I look. I find a message from nose piercing boy. I need to change the contact name, or maybe I'll just leave it.

sleep well babygirl?

I type in my reply quickly.

Yes ty

Wbu