I groaned. “Not you too, Andre!”
“I’m just saying,” he added. “You already know how the Kyle story ends. At least this time, you’re not walking blind.”
“That’s exactly why I shouldn’t go,” I argued. “I know what he’s like.”
“And you also know what you’re like with him,” Honey said. “Which means you’re not as powerless as you think.
I stared at her.
“That’s suspiciously wise,” I said.
“I have layers,” she replied, shaking her tits proudly.
Andi leaned forward again. “Go out with him.”
“No.”
“Friendly date.”
“No.”
“For the plot?” Andre added, sounding a little unsure.
Everyone turned to him, surprised by the modern language he used.
Mel blinked, looking amused. “Look at you old man!”
“Fuck all of you,” Andre said, shaking his head. “Focus on James, please?”
“My life’s a bad idea,” I said.
“Probably,” Andre agreed.
“Definitely,” Mel added.
“Wow guys?” I said flatly. “Great support system.”
Honey smiled. “But your life is also a fun one.”
I hated all of them.
I sat there for a moment, staring at my half-eaten tuna sandwich, already knowing I was losing this argument. Because the worst part? I was curious too. And curiosity had always been my downfall.
I exhaled slowly.
“… Fine,” I said.
Andi lit up. “Yes!”
“But if this goes badly,” I added quickly, pointing at all of them, “I’m blaming every single one of you.”
“Worth it,” Honey said.
“Just,” Mel interjected.
We all turned to her.
She was hesitant for a second, before fixing her eyes on me—serious now.