“Knotting, really?” Becca shook her head at me with a grimace. “Not in what?” Ben wandered into the room. Because of course today was the day he’d decided to help us build his own fucking apartment. Fuck my life. “Give that back,” I tried to snag the AirPod away but Becca just cackled and tucked it behind her so I couldn’t reach. “Since when do you read?” Ben asked, face scrunching up in confusion. Because he was an asshole.
