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Me:

I can’t stop thinking about last night.

Her reply comes before I can even put my phone down.

Quinn:

Oh yeah? Which part?

Well.

Look at Peachy coming out swinging.

Me:

The part where you got yourself off with me watching.

I grin and add another message.

Me:

But seems like you forgot already. Maybe it wasn’t as memorable to you?

The typing bubble appears immediately.

Quinn:

That seems to ring a bell, yeah.

Another bubble.

Quinn:

Was that the part where you told me what a good girl I was?

Jesus Christ.

I stare at the screen.

Where the fuck did this Quinn come from?

And can I keep her?

Me:

The exact one.

Me:

You liked that, huh?

Me:

Was there anything else in particular you liked? Asking for a friend.

This answer takes a little bit longer, but I’m just so curious. Finally:

Quinn: