“Promise you won’t freak out?” “Huh? What haven’t you been telling me?” “And you also have to promise never to even whisper a word of this to Austin because he will literally kill me.” “I swear to God, Aspen, if you don’t hurry up and tell me whatever the hell is going on, I’m going to ram my fist up your vagina, yank out your ovaries, and drag you around campus by them.”
