“We’re the ones who are supposed to want to be friends,” Claire gestures at Autumn and herself. “I mean women.”
When they met Sophomore year, Adam told Claire he would quit everything—his band, school paper, even classes—if it meant he could take her out. When they ran into each other at a random hippie party Senior year, she was drunk, and she told him how that she hadn’t been ready before but now she was. Then she coughed so hard she threw up. Adam held her hair and walked her home.
Claire clicks “Remove Connection” and closes her laptop.
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Story by: Nick
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