Wordle #1169 – SPOUT
“Craig??” Bree quotes me with a scandalized waggle of her eyebrow.
A small smile plays across her lips, and for a moment, all I can see is the Bree from before. When we would giggle and gossip over boys, sprawled across our dorm room beds, sipping Smirnoff Ice and ignoring our assignments.
But that was a long time ago.
“Yeah, well, anyway…” I clear my throat. My cheeks are probably redder than my hair by now. “You were saying?”
I steer the conversation back toward Bree before she can derail it any further, and before I accidentally spout out something else embarrassing.
“Oh, right…” Bree mumbles. Her expression wilts faster than a leftover arugula salad.
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