“You’d really do it?” Ollie asks. “I feel bad for even asking. I don’t want to make you uncomfortable.” I give him an easy smile. “It’s not a big deal. Besides, if there’s someone that is going to be a good fake boyfriend, it’s going to be me. I know you better than I know myself some days.” “This is true,” Griffin states, like it’s a balm to him not being picked. “It’s only for one night,” Ollie points out. “Nothing else.” “It’s fine,” I say. “I can do one night. Having to hang with my friend? Not the end of the world.”
