Lena laughed despite herself. Then she cried. Then she laughed again. It was ugly and honest, and somehow, the stupid joke had cracked open a little light.
“🚑💨 On its way, but it’s out of cheese for the whine.” — Maya. “Sis, the whambulence is busy. Try the ‘thank u, next’ express.” — Chloe. “Real talk: we’re bringing pizza and petty energy. Hold tight.” — Priya. call the whambulence my bf is a cheater
Her chest tightened. Tears pricked. She wanted to curl into a ball and play sad songs until the universe felt sorry for her. Lena laughed despite herself