I sure wish our idea of being "suitehearts" had actually amounted to something.
Megan was glaring at me for disrupting her limelight just by walking through the door. She was sitting there, in a cute little tank-top, showing off her California tan. Blah blah blah, California.
Stuart was sitting in there also, whining about something or other like he always does. If he's not trying to make everyone vegan, he's complaining about something or other. He's apparently got girl problems--like, liking a girl problems and that's all he ever talks about. Everyone has problems Stu!
Haven't seen Nick in weeks.
Brad refuses to answer my phone calls.
Happy end of spring break.
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