29. The Hoodie
One night, she told me not to come over because she wasn’t feeling well. But then my sister wanted this hoodie back that she’d borrowed, so I thought I’d stop over with chocolate and a Slurpee. I knocked on her door. She came to the upstairs window with only a blanket wrapped around her.
Her: I thought I told you not to come over!
Me: My sister needs her hoodie.
“Who’s that?” says some male voice from her bedroom.
Me: Ah. I see how it is.
Her: I’ll talk to you tomorrow
Me: Probably not. Have a good one.