Page 36 of Raspados & Regret

Fabi.Sin.Filtro

you always this loud online too?

The three little dots appear immediately, and I grip the phone like it can save me.

Lalo.Con.Limón

You followed me.

And from the shop bathroom… for shame.

My blood turns to ice, and I look around like there is a camera.

No.

No way.

No fucking way.

Fabi.Sin.Filtro

Why would you assume I’m in the bathroom?

His reply comes fast.

Lalo.Con.Limón

Because you took 11 minutes to follow me back after watching my stories…

and because Junior posted a story of you walking toward the bathroom looking like you were about to fight God while holding your phone up to your face.

I close my eyes.

Fucking Junior.

I’m gonna put him underneath the Altima and lower it off the lift.

Another message.

Lalo.Con.Limón

Relax, tough guy

If anything, I’m flattered to be your… bathroom entertainment.

My dick twitches.

Traitor.

I stare at the words—I’m flattered—I need to throw my phone into the toilet.

Fabi.Sin.Filtro

You shouldn’t be.

Lalo.Con.Limón

But I am.