It was Leo.
“Is this thing on?” A girl’s voice, husky and laughing. It was Jenna. Leo remembered Jenna—her purple hair, the snakebite piercing, the way she could drink anyone under the table. The camera swung wildly, catching the corner of a cluttered living room. Red cups. A fog machine’s lingering haze. Sleeping Guy Misses A Great Threesome 720p.wmv
But he remembered waking up the next morning on that couch. The sunlight was a blade. His head was a war drum. And three coffee mugs were lined up on the table in front of him—one with purple lipstick, one with a faint red smear, and one with a bite mark on the rim. It was Leo
And in the center of the frame, the sleeping guy. A fog machine’s lingering haze
“You know,” she said, breathless, “we were going to invite him.”
Note to self: Never go to bed early.
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