the two teenagers are still there, snickering. I flip them off. Lily notices it and copies the gesture. With both hands. From Lil, in a Marvel onesie with a flower crown hooked around her wrist, it’s hardly threatening. But it’s goddamn adorable. I feel like we’re seventeen again. The best seventeen. Where every time I stared at Lily Calloway, I wanted to drop to my knees.
