Now, if you don’t mind, I’d like to turn on some Taylor Swift to pump me up.” “Taylor Swift for pumping up?” “Uh . . . yeah. And if you piss me off, I can go into the party with Reputation on my mind, or we can be friendly and fly in on a Lover high. Take your pick.” I tug on my hair and sigh. “Do Lover.” “Good choice, Silas. You’re so good at pleasing your fake girlfriend.”
