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Savannah POV

“Zoe! Where the fuck did you put my bra?!”

“I dropped it under your desk or something, go check!”

Laura takes a deep breath to keep herself from physically dragging Zoe for stealing her bra - again, before looking up at me.

Unlike the girls, I had already packed my suitcase for tomorrow. The pros of having a control freak of a mom, who called me five times a day to ask me if I packed for our three-week trip to South - Korea, I guess.

“Sav, can I take one of yours?”

The look of pure defeat on Laura’s face almost makes me wish to have smaller boobs.

“Go ahead, but I don’t think that my C - cup will do much for your A’s.”

She huffs while cupping her breasts, and weigh them in her hands.

“They’re not that small,” she mumbles, “Jerry loved to -”

“Ok! No, stop! Don’t wanna hear it!”

From what I’ve heard from his exes, he has something with acting like an actual nipple sucking baby during sex. And, I don’t need to hear that from my best friend. That’s just...No.

“You think Sarah has one for me?”

“Yeah, we’re staying at her house there anyway, she isn’t really taking anything from here. Ask her.”

“Guys,” Rina says walking in the room, “Your queen has arrived!”

“Weren’t you supposed to stay with Spencer?”

“We broke up,” she shrugs. As if they don’t break- up every other day. But, hey, it doesn’t make it any less fun to listen to the tea.

“Again?!”

“What did he say this time?”

If I remember correctly, the last time they broke up was because he ‘insinuated’ that she ate too much at the restaurant. The time before, it was because she called his soccer teammate hot.

But, the major reason for their break-ups is the exact reason for which Rina is so excited about our trip: Korean Idols.

See, our dear Rina is crazy for Lucas from NCT. When I say crazy, I mean totally in love - and that’s Spencer’s problem. He knows that he isn’t her number one. He comes after all her biases, and God helps him if he dares to insult any of them.

The first time he came over, he said that she has too many posters of Lucas all over her walls, so she threw her slipper at his face.

He once dared to ask her why she listens to Kpop when she doesn’t even understand Korean, so she ignored him for days. They broke up once because Spencer called her idols ‘weird’ for wearing makeup, ’cuz: “Real men don’t wear makeup.”

I would’ve defended him from Rina’s attacks if he hadn’t mocked me for reading manga’s. More precisely, my ‘Ten Count’ collection. Ever since then, he was a goner to me.

“He wanted to do a threesome.”

“Damn,” is all I can say to that because my ex never asked for such kinky stuff, so I’m totally lost on how to react here.

“Isn’t that good for you? Getting two dicks, isn’t that like every girl’s dream?”

“Isn’t two the charm, and three the dream?”

“Didn’t know you were such a poet, Sav!” Laura says winking at me as if I actually thought of this myself.

“Shut up, I read too much Wattpad, I need to get a life.”

“Girls!”

Laura and I look up to our little drama queen who’s standing in the middle of the living room with a Teavana in her hand.

“He wanted to do it with two girls.”

“How. Dare. He.”

“Oh, he’s like dead dead this time, right?”

“Doesn’t that count as potentially cheating?”

“I mean...”

“It depends. Did he tell you what he wanted out of it? Like did he want to... do it with both of you, or did he want to see both of you go at it?”

“What’s the difference. Isn’t it the same?”

“No, the intention is different. In situation one, yeah he wanted to it with another girl at the same time as with you without wanting it to count as cheating. He probably already has someone in mind with whom he wanted to do it, but as a good boyfriend he brought it up to you first in the form of a threesome.

In situation number two, he just has some kink in seeing his girlfriend doing it with another, and thought it would bring some needed spice to the relationship.”

“...Fuck this! I’m calling him. And he better tell me he wanted to do it because of some weird kink.”

Laura and I silently watch how she takes out her phone and walks to her room, fuming.

Sarah, who had come in in the middle of my explanation looks at me wide-eyed with a dirty smile.

“Sav, you sure you and Tyler didn’t do anything kinky before?”

“I already told you, we kept it pretty basic,” I huff with an eye-roll.

Tyler is the picture-perfect example of an American Soccer player. Flaming hot body, hot group of friends, hot popularity - the whole package. The only thing that wasn’t that hot was the sex. It was always ‘let-me-show-you-how-good-I-am’ sex.

But never ‘let-me-show-you-how-much-I-love-you sex’, and I guess that after a while it got boring.

“He didn’t call you again? You know...after last time?”

′Last time’, as in two days ago when he refused to leave our front door for an hour because he wanted to explain to me that ‘it wasn’t what it looked like.’

‘It’ being me walking in on him getting it on with two of the college’s most popular girls.

I always found it funny how the one excuse people come up with when found cheating is: “It’s not what it looks like”. Dude, you’re naked on my side of your bed with two bare-chested girls sucking your dick, how is that not what it looks like.

Anyway,

“No, he didn’t. And even if he would, I’m done with him.”

After a moment of silence, she stands up and goes to our kitchen, where she takes out cans of beer from the fridge.

“You know what,” she says handing me a drink, “Fuck your cheating ex, fuck my friend with benefits who got himself a real girlfriend, we’re going on vacation for three weeks to celebrate being single hoes again. So, let’s drink, party, and have lots and lots of fun!”

*wink wink*

Thirty minutes, and three cans of beer later, Rina and Sarah joined us when Zoe comes running in:

“Guys, we have a problem!”

“What?”

“I’m on my period!”

"Fuck, do we even have tampons?”

South Korea, here we come.