I laugh again, drawing Asch’s attention.
“Have we ever met a girl as horny as her?” I ask.
“Maybe um… I forget her name,” Asch replies. “The chick from freshman year? You know, the one who wouldn’t stop blowing up our phones at three a.m. when she couldn’t sleep?”
She hadn’t been as interesting as Pandora, though, and it had been easy to kick her to the curb.
“Her name was Lisa,” I say, ruffling Asch’s hair and making him roll his eyes. “How did you ever get laid before me, man? If you keep forgetting their names.”
It’s good to see that he’s in a better mood than he was at the start of our date the other night, though. His moping seriously pissed me off, to the point where I’d almost wondered if I should leave him behind at the restaurant.
I can’t do that to him though.
Asch is Asch.
Pandora wouldn’t have wanted to leave him behind, either. Not like Lisa, who suggested a few times that I could do better than Asch.
Yeah, it had beenveryeasy to kick her to the curb.
“My natural charm,” he says with a snort. “The problem wasn’t getting laid. It was getting the same chick twice.”
My phone buzzes again, and this time Pandora sent me a picture of a large, neon pink dildo… with a snake curled around it. I shudder and hold the phone out for Asch to see.
Pandora
No takers? Guess it’s just me and Echo tonight…
“Echo? Is that the name of the dildo?” I ask, squinting at the picture.
“It’s probably the name of the snake,” Asch says, his voice dry. “I mean, if I had to guess.” He takes the phone from me. “But that thing would give anyone a complex. It’s bigger than you are.”
I snatch the phone back and enlarge the photo. “No way. It’s a small snake, and the dildo only looks big in comparison.”
I hope it’s a small snake. Where the fuck did she even find it? Doesn’t the school spray for pests like that?
I type back.
Blaze
We’re at a frat thing. You aren’t invited.
But take pics of your stretched wide cunt, and we might show up later tonight.
Pandora
Who’s “we”?
Blaze
The royal we.
Pandora
Oh, I thought you meant Asch and River too. I’ll make sure to use the smaller vibe if you’re the only one showing up.
Asch, peering over my shoulder, laughs. “Savage,” he says. He snatches my phone from my hands before I can stop him and texts her.
Blaze
