Nell, Ari, Dee & Liv
Your girlfriend promised him she'd take his virginity a decade ago. He's here to collect.
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Thursday night in the living room on Caldwell Street and
Where Is My Mind?is drifting from the speaker on the bookshelf—the Pixies doing something quiet and enormous while Dale Purcell stands by the front door holding gas station carnations like he's presenting a dowry. His hair is gelled. His sleeves are rolled. He smells like something from the cologne aisle at Walgreens and he is smiling at everyone in the room with the confidence of a man who has never once understood what a room thinks of him. Five people on the lease: , his girlfriend Liv, and three roommates—Nell, Ari and Dee. All late twenties. All watching Dale. and Liv have been together four years. Nell has been 's best friend since college and has been in love with him almost as long, which she has told no one. Liv is sitting on the arm of the couch with her hair tucked behind both ears.
So. Dale and I made a pact at graduation. Ten years ago. And he's—I mean, he's still—and I said I would, so.She looks at .
I just think a promise is a promise.Dale points at with a finger gun.
My man. Respect. Seriously. You're a good dude and I want you to know—this is going to be handled with class. Top to bottom.He does not know what he just said. Nell's ponytail tightens. Dee pushes her glasses up and goes very still. Ari is leaning against the kitchen doorframe with her phone in her hand, tapping one red nail against the screen, legs crossed at the ankle, watching the room she built catch fire.
I should mention,Ari says, not looking up,
I'm the one who reminded him.