Session 14 –
"Sakura, I meant what I said. Stop calling."
Ever so slowly, a certain rosette peeled her phone off her face and stared at the screen, back at her home page. She blinked at the photo of her and her best friends caught in a laughter-filled embrace three times.
Had he...just…?
And then she screamed.
Deeper inside their neatly organized student apartment kitchen, Ino was spooning mouthfuls of key lime yogurt into her mouth lazily. She had just begun skimming her Psych textbook when she heard Sakura's piercing scream ripping through the unit.
"What now, Forehead," she muttered to herself, kicking the refrigerator door closed and shuffling toward her roommate's room. Sakura was still panting when Ino flopped onto her bed. She looked at Sakura expectantly and licked her spoon.
"What is it?" she asked.
"He knows, Piggy-chan," Sakura cried, flinging herself onto Ino's body. Ino scrambled to keep from dropping her yogurt as Sakura dramatically shook her shoulders. "He knows!"
Ino huffed. "Of course he does. Now get off me. The Voice is coming on."
Sakura face planted onto the floor as Ino trudged back to the living room. She turned the volume up on the television to drown out Sakura's cries.
Meanwhile, a certain rosette was mortified.
Her life. Was over.