We weren’t supposed to use our phones while we were working, but I ducked into a dark corner of the club and pulled it out anyway. Sebastian had seesawed back and forth between unnaturally quiet and almost manic over the last few days. One epic rant about his quantum mechanics TA had ended in tears, pizza, half a bottle of wine — which Sebastian didn’t even like — and an emergency call to Chris, who’d showed up with more wine and kicked me out of my own living room, telling me sternly to go to work early and “leave this to the professionals.” I’d had my doubts, but Sebastian had been back to
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