Enjoy the rest of your weekend.

You head out to town the next day, looking to make the most of your Sunday before classes tomorrow. As you head down the main strip, you see Kevin Reed with his arm wrapped in a sling, chatting awkwardly with a familiar face, who you haven't seen in a long time. It's Gemma, one of your former fuckbuddies, who used to be friends with Kevin until he found out the two of you were screwing around and he lost the plot. His fragile ego couldn't stand the fact that you had dicked one of his closest friends, who he not-so-secretly was in love with. Gemma moved away a couple of years ago when her parents divorced and she and her father went to live in a different state, and you haven't been in contact with her since.

"Hey strangers," you say, approaching the two of them with a wave. Kevin has a look of fear on his face but knows that you probably won't do anything while Gemma is around.

"Alex!" Gemma smiles. As you get closer, you can sense an icy distance between the two of them. Even though the whole friendship breakup happened ages ago, it seems they still haven't reconciled. Not that Kevin deserves it.

"Yo Kev," you say, holding your hand out. "I need your phone for a second."

He looks at you suspiciously, sliding his left hand into his jacket either to protect his phone or to give it to you.

"Relax, I'm not going to smash it. I just left my phone at home and need to look something up. It's why I couldn't text Gemma to tell her I was running late."